Real Niggas

(álbum: Presents Clover G's - 2004)

[Lil' Flip]
Lord have mercy Jesus Christ
I know I'm doing wrong but I'm tryna do right
I hustle day to day and night to night
Cause I'm tryna get paid awright
Y'all don't know about my rap wars
Alotta rappers use my name
Just so they can have the stores off the chain
But ain't nobody feeling that shit
You on ya fifth tape nigga where's ya hit
No skits on my shit I got shit that's heated
Everytime I do shit you know shit be complete
It ain't no half stepping my name ain't Daddy Kane
But I'ma hop out the Jag wid a big daddy chain
Iced out yellow rocks in the middle
Colourful rainbows is looking like skittles
I scratch and I scribble in my notepad when I'm feeling mad
Cause now I'm doing good I used to be doing bad
I used to have go half on my lunch money
Now I got a money machine that help me count my money
I'm balling for real, platinum all in my grill
We turned 'em down but they still calling for real

[Will Lean]
Yeh, say, I don't need your money
On the block niggas still got weed and money
Stash pot, sold bricks ducked in a car
In the kitchen I'm still touching it raw
On the highway I'm still bucking the law
Fuck that I'll never be ducking the law
I'm taking shots ain't going back to jail
I'm a pimp, I can't be trapped in a cell
I'm eating shrimp, but I'm still making this mil
From H-Town, straight to A-T-L
We getting this money, we spitting this money
And if you run up wrong then we splitting these dummies
I'm taking shots, a nigga going all out
And if I hit ya house I'm taking a fucking wall out
You better back back, you better back up
Before I make this fucking mack act up
And take ya dome out, nigga
I'm coming wid the chrome boss, trigga
I'm from the town where niggas make ya lay it down
Come up, and rob ya for ya ki's and pounds

Last real niggas alive
Clover G's, you ain't fuckin wid me