Real Talk

歌詞

(Trae) Yeah, real talk for my niggaz on the block I been wrecking for a second, but I promised that I wouldn't stop I been in it with my niggaz, for a long time But they gotta give it to me, cause they know I wouldn't drop Same nigga, with the flow Same nigga that'll spin a nigga's ass up, throw his ass in the trunk I'm a representative, for the Assholes Try to run up on me, I'll teach a nigga how to stunt Southwest, you better get your hands up 'Fore I send a wave of niggaz, that'll hit your man's up While you wanna-be thugs, better pull your pants up Then the shit, hit the fan Then I fuck, your fans up These niggaz, really got a nigga fucked up Hating motherfuckers, I'll show you what the beef is Show you niggaz how to lose teeth, keep running off at the mouth And I can show you niggaz, what the sleep is Better give it up, when you hear the name Trae When I hit the block in black, your ass better pray Tell the five in the hood, I don't play And I got more niggaz, in the slugs In the tip, of a K And I run with the C's, and the B's on the block And the G's, and few B.D.'s on the block And I kept it real, so I got the keys to the block I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block I'll put it on the pack, and I'll ride for it first Nigga jump, gonna be the first nigga that'll slide for it They don't wanna see me in a zone, when I try for it Any real nigga, stand up and get an eye for it Cause I'm oh so real, though homie And I'm next in the line, finna show the world what it was H-Town, till the death Intuition of a nigga named Pac, finna let it rain for the thugs (Trae) Somebody better give me the crown, these niggaz out of line And I see, I gotta put 'em in they place Everyday it be the same old shit, I gotta click on a bitch I don't really, wanna pay another case Whey they niggaz wanna try a nigga, like a nigga soft than a bitch I'll lean on a nigga, like Boss on a switch Better chill, 'fore I get to going off on a bitch Lace the Nike's, and break a nigga jaw in this bitch Everybody, wanna know about the South But I promise, you niggaz'll wanna take another route A.B.N., fin to hit a nigga's ass in the drought In the town right now, (no doubt) If you got a problem with Trae, let's get it on Iggy on lock, so I'm back in a zone still packing the chrome I was late for the hood, so I'm bad to the bone Since I roll on the block, it's half of the bone Shit just got wrong, you can hear it in my tone (I'm pissed), but I'm still moving along Yeah Jay'Ton, still grooving along So the niggaz in the blue, got love for the Home For the H, and the West state I"ll put it on a nigga, in the worst way That'll be your worst day, and I put it on Trae Motherfuckers better get in a line, or the dirt where you gon lay This right here, for my nigga named Nick In a hospital bed, half gone I'll run up on a bitch nigga, who that out that shout out Feel I gotta hit his ass, with the chrome Nothing less, R-E-S-T-L-E double S Stress, got a nigga on amp So I gott mob for life, like 24/7 And I promise, I'm about to be the champ