Young Buck - Realest In The Game lyrics

[Hook] Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left As I look around we the realest in the game left [Verse 1: Young Buck] Dope boy really touched the work I push pounds of purp a n***a been a leader My auntie running out of dog food she put c**aine in a syringe needle You ain't never been to the pen either You ain't even came around here to spend either n***a ain't sparing no friend either n***a roll with you then leave you I'm serving my neighbor I'm getting the paper We all strapped we like a small Al Qaeda I'm telling my n***as lets get rich f** this sh** we can fall out later Roll up I got 5 new flavors 12 new gauges and 9 new haters Gotta watch these bands before this little white man Try to come and find out who paid us What you know about the cartel boss looking at you saying Damn you know what you made us And you talking about f**ing with these rap sh** Nah n***a you must be crazy 36 ounces you must've been waiting I blew up though from what you gave me I grew up though you know who raised me Where's your account you must didn't save me [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] f** what they be yellin' n***as rap about guns and street life, them n***as be tellin' They don't know about real They ain't never been broke, mob nothin', they ain't ever been to jail They don't know about beef going back and forth Late night on the block 'till the Mac go off n***a just came home and he back up north Everybody where you from know your block is soft Hold up Lemme throw my cup Let's toast to them boys, they ain't ever broke up And we battled everybody and never choked up All we do is get money and stay smoked up (Light up some) I done stuffed my hawk I poke one of you n***as with that industry talk We the realest everywhere, not just New York Been eating worldwide, you see my fork What you know about me Street n***a half the sh** I can't IG Hope the cops can't ID Things my son can not see Let the Trey Pound go Light up, let the whole pound go I'm lit, you should see my show Real n***a just to let ya'll know [Hook] Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left As I look around we the realest in the game left [Verse 3: Jadakiss] More money, same n***a Better frame, same picture Feds is watching, why they ain't get ya? They ain't ya n***as, they ain't with ya You don't see em and they say they missed you All the bad luck and hate they wished you You and your homie, different casket Same pastor, same scripture I'm in the hood where the d** is, never that far away from where the plug is Homemade corn liquor in the tub is Down bottom to its hot where the bugs is Object is to rise up above this Why you think all the real n***as love Kiss? Cause the 'Gram got people so caught up with likes motherf**ersforgot what real love is Check it, right off the back of the big 18 wheelers As soon as I get it it goes to the dealers They been f**ing with us, I know that they feel us Ain't too much to say 'cause they know we the realest [Hook] Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left Realest n***as in the game left As I look around we the realest in the game left