Real As It Gets feat. Young Jeezy

歌詞

Yeah see it's that It's that Blueprint 3 shit right here It's that TM 103 shit right here You ready You ready Hov' Let's go (Hands up) Allow me to re-introduce myself At the same time re-introduce my wealth At the same time rejuvenate the game It's for my ol' dog niggas that's used to 'caine Not what B-dawg said I respect the game GD's vice lords the crips the same And I know you're 'bout to say this off the chain Tell 'em fake trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane See I ain't dead or in jail I can't complain And when these fake niggas gone I shall remain And if you just tunin' in let me explain You know I keep that 47 Uday Hussein These niggas way too far I played the game And if you listen hard enough I say some things And when that sack got low I shave them things And put 'em right back together I made them things Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click Money in the air if you ever hear the lick baby Put your hands in the air if you know that you that bitch Say you looking for the real hey well this is real as it gets Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Now where the south side at wassup wassup Where the west coast at put your W's up Where my east coast niggas that hustle to live And all my niggas up north that's doin' a bid Oh yeah I'm rare I'm aware that I'm rare I rap and I'm real I'm one of the few here These other boys lyin' I wonder if yfall care They stories out this world I wonder if yfall hear But don't really matter as long as they stay clear Clear of the real shit we doin' over here When my nigga get home I'm gonna send him a Lear For all the time he been down get him right up in the air With a couple of broads get him right up in the air Mile high club get him right up in there Send my nigga some gear like he never missed a year By the time you hear this song he'll be standing right here Real nigga shit there Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click Money in the air if you ever hear the lick baby Put your hands in the air if you know that you that bitch Say you looking for the real hey well this is real as it gets Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh A hundred million to the good and I'm still talkin' yayo At a snails pace I won this race that yfall trail Uh uh Blueprint's for sale Followin' my footprints you can't fail Set sail I used to duck shots but now I eat quail I'll probably never see jail Each tale contains more of the truth Of the statute allows me to go into detail Uh, close your eyes you can smell Hovfs the audio equivalent of braille That's why they feel me in the favelas in Brazil And water-house 'cause real recognize real Rrraaahhh You know me I don't need no introduction Call me make a lil' somethin' out of nothin' Anywhere you go we're the topic of discussion Damn that's gotta be disgusting Err shit make me wanna throw up It's big boy music it should make me wanna grow up Flows like syrup it just make me wanna pour up And is it just me or this makes you wanna roll up A big fat one then unpack one Then unwrap one peel back one They use to call me Jizzle with the stampp in the middle And you can tell the color when it's damp in the middle Wassup Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click Money in the air if you ever hear the lick baby Put your hands in the air if you know that you that bitch Say you looking for the real hey well this is real as it gets Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh Hey Hey Ohh Ohh