I done seen the realest n***as roll up
Eyes roll in the back,cuse getting no love
Im from the city where there no haveing dreams
Not worrying bout skool it about getting cream
Have my gun sitting on low
Babys be haveing babys
But it that on the low
Catch you sliping get your head right
Talking bull sh**
Pull up on you at the red light
See the scary mask,call that sh** hall of fame
Your bull sh** is f**ing lame
Give me much room
Have your head sitting like a mashroom
Flatscreen up in every room