Re-Up Gang - Real n***as lyrics

[Verse 1: Sandman] You wanna cop find the time get in line n***a The work "" self I don't search for no flippers Simple and plain fish scale ruling the game So you can come for hustle can get it from the lame [Verse 2: Pusha T] Shame on he who goes against the game Get down or lay down they be in the game n***as pays taxes them bullets they gon' back flip Headshot knock his whole world off it's axis [Verse 3: Ab Liva] Drug dealer tactics turn it into potsy Practice makes perfect get drains let it drop It will supercat getto red hot on the corner I'd be most wanted how we got cross the border [Verse 4: Malice] Maria and the graces put it in the ?? Never what we tell like La Costra Nostra '45 my side b**h chillin' in my holster God father sh** like Francis Coppola [Hook: Sandman] On the road to riches and diamond rings Real n***as do real things Hanging with the b**hes is the song I sing Real n***as do real things [Bridge: Sandman] I mean you wanna be replaced I replace you You understand me? Other than that Come over here show me you ?? Gimmi' them long big kisses Is you trippin'? b**h You know how easy it is to lose one fathom down pillow [Verse 5: Sandman] My dreams fullfilled, my hood on tilt, my home on stilt n***a plus I fell like I'm choppin' for cars, when I must drive Mostly, I bulldoze you while I'm chauffeur [Verse 6: Pusha T] Ferro gun with loafers Mash gas pedals as I'm sitting in the gla** like I'm motherf**ing coaster Smile as I pray on you n***as like I paoch ya Cruise no worries through a city full of roaches [Verse 7: Ab Liva] Pistle no holster there's a war outside Got a chip on my shoulder and a stomach full of ulcers Throat full of Coca the rest is in the sofa I'm close to hittin' off the ma**es like Opra [Verse 8: Malice] You can pay twelve that's what I sell ?? The whole for seventeen is what I let it go for Then we split the difference I ? with my co-? Pride in my product I'm a connoisseur source [Hook] [Break down] [Verse 9: Sandman] Now that big load has came in Got them bricks on the skid n***a just say when In the bed with my b**h I hit ? Then the plane gon' land Exact change get them veins in hand [Verse 10: Pusha T] Cook it till it tan, in Pyrex like Peter Pan Get it in the jiffy I peanut bu*ter the purest grams Underhand pitch like little Leak in Japan I got 'em running bricks, like I send the ball in the stand [Verse 11: Ab Liva] It's like in a tunnel I ? understand Nikes ? Louis Vuitton duffle band They like to see a player dead in the streets f** it I'm sky-high gettin' head on the beach [Verse 12: Malice] With a bad b**h that I'm at overseas She favor leash I call her A keeds? I just played it cool she felt me like AC And the Jewels don't hurt you see I'm NHD [Hook] [Outro] It's our world man can you have it? We Got It 4 Cheap, Vol. 3 The spirit of competition We just stay we the f** better We have a gang album Comming this spring New Clipse album coming October Sandman solo album coming soon Liva solo album coming soon We top of the world on you n***as man I know it hurt you I know it hurt you motherf**ers man But what we are supposed to do? We Got It 4 Cheap, Vol. 3 Ain't no f**ing competition Pusha turnin' that sh** signin' off