Box - B A Real G lyrics

Be a real G Be a real G, punk, instead of being a wannabe Fool, you need to cut the game and get a real JOB Cause khakis and rags will put you in a body bag Walking down the street get sprayed by a mag Selling all that dope wont buy a brand new Jag Pygmy braids in you hair looking like a f*g No, I don't know what to call it Maybe it's a game shooting up your brother man to get a brand new name Oops, you caught yourself the police They knew the same thing They're master in beatin' brothers Look at Rodney King Now you got a name and you need to buy a gat The rival gang's looking for you They have enough of that hard stuff About as hard as processed plastic But instead you're hard stuffed in the casket And that's about as hard as you'll ever be So take my advice, punk, and be a real G Be a real G Now what's g**ning gonna get you Tellin' will leave ya six feet under if the wrong person catch you Because the police and other gangs are the same And no matter who catches you you still get beat in this game, a Russian roulette I'm pleadin' that you will use all this energy And start reading books not graffiti with that spray paint you use Pull your pants up, nobody wants to see your underlose Damn, you need to do something with your life Instead of being put behind a girder at night Waiting for the day to get k**ed Cause instead of job applications you're making out a will You need to try to get a job, you little punk And get paid legally instead of that illegal junk You don't listen to your parents Just listen to me and take my advice Be a real G Be a real G I guess you think you're hard with all the damage you've done But I bet you be a little punk if you didn't have a gun And all the clothes you wear look so cute The t shirt, the khakis, the steel toe boots, man Damn, you need to change your lifestyle and perk up Instead of walking round looking like you get so worked up In a refinery, a factory, punk get a life and stop causing gray hairs and strife Acting like a baby Aw, you need some attention? Go to jail, grab the waist and start b**hing The deputies will give you the attention you need Beat you down with a beat stick and laugh while you bleed How can you call yourself a loc You don't have a job and didn't graduate? You're a joke Hilariously funny, a master of comedy But don't you just sell, holmes Be a real G Be a real G