Kidd Kidd - Real sh** lyrics

(Intro) Real n***a sh** Real n***a sh** re real n***a sh** Real n***a sh** Real n***a sh** sh** re real n***a sh** (Hook) We on dat real n***a sh** Hustle for that paper Gettin real money quick We on dat real n***a sh** Even if we gotta hit the lick (repeat x 1 ) ( Curt Digg ) Verse I'm on that real n***a sh** Cop the work and pack it up and movem out quick I flip an ounce into a brick Said you n***as ain't no hustlas u ain't flip an ounce of sh** Hate da game we gettin rich Said we started from the bottom now we poppin off the criss Got the ice all on my wrist Black he showed me how to whip it and been gettin it ever since Wit ya girl all on my dick Had her f** me over dinner call it money well spent p**y n***as talkin sh** Till that choppa come an hit ya n***a lay ya down sick f** n***as online talkin bout what they gone do to me Run up catch a hollow b**h this beef sh** nuttin new to me I f** wit real g's Hoea** n***as thats what you to me Some muthaf**in actors you should tryout for a movie scene n***a imma G Muthaf** yo features You f**in wit a general the sergeant and the teacher Have you n***as bowin like ya prayin to the preacher When I introduce my lil friend Nice to meet ya Swiss yo a** up And I ain't talkin cheese pizza Catch me out the country Black cards f** yo visas Get yo money up All you n***as broke as f** Hate da game war ready If we beefin then wa**up p**y n***as wa**up ( Kidd Kidd ) Verse Curt Digg wa**up n***a Real n***as do real thangs ya heard me I told you i got you Party with k**as Eat with the gangstas Sleep with the banga case im wakin up to danger Heart full of anger My life is too painful Two devils on each shoulder Imma war angel I need that white with 4 angles Squares on the table Whippin my wrist like its tryna untangle I need the paper A big bank roll Mask up outside the bank until that b**h close This is real n***a sh** ya can't flush it When a real n***a talk Its best ya hush it Double barrel shotgun Long as a musket I fly back two feet when I bust it In the land of ungrateful and unlucky My girl say she hate my attitude I'm like f** it The tool that i got on me It ain't for plumbing If I let it flash on you It ain't for stuntin Naw n***a