Letras
Real nigga for real
Somebody tell them niggas that I'm legendary
We gon' check 'em first like the secretary
Leave the competition 29th of February
This double M is all I need, I think I'm Meth and Mary
Bouncin', I peel off like a dead nigga
Shooter do it himself, boy he bled with ya
Blood spillin' over beef, I'm a rare nigga
And we don't run from nothin' 'less the feds with ya
How you want it? This that '96 Pac
Never met or ne'ar another nigga this hot
Pen game dope, scribble 'til my wrist lock
Niggas ballin' thinkin' shit is sweet, Chris Bosh
Boy bouncin', you gotta catch those lines
Tell a broke nigga hold up that depressed ho sign
She want dick and I'ma nail it, not the press on kind
Baby girl throw it back like it's West Coast time
And get it
Hot damn
If it ain't about the money, boy the shit ain't in the plan
Girl I got a bag on me, money dancin'
When you real nigga, everybody understand
Hot damn nigga, I can make the money nigga
I can make the money nigga
With the top down
Tell them other niggas they can't do what I can
Food for the soul, real nigga ingredients
Never was a hater nigga, that shit look too tedious
Come through wavy and they gon' do you the greasiest
Kids slide up on you like pajamas with the feet in 'em
Strong minded, she ain't messin' with no weak nigga
My biggest fear is that you treatin' me like these niggas
Got a PhD and she like the weed lit up
Ass fat, she don't waste much like a cheap nigga
Bouncin', my outfit scream murderer
Yeah I'm showin' out, roll the curtains up
Baby blue Jordan 9, think I should hit Gerber up
Goin' harder than Laura lettin' Urkel fuck
I thought I told you that it's all about the mula
Know I keep that thing like when Lauren dropped "Do Wop"
Tell them niggas cool out, 'fore they hear that booyah
Party animal, it's like when Meech brought the zoo out