Real Street Nigga feat. EST Gee

歌詞

Come on Niggas know who run this shit and who just run they mouth How you rich? Bond was fifty, you couldn't get your brother out Don't call me say you seen him out, money good, walk him down Ain't too much to talk about, I'm up now, they talking down Been up, but I'm rapping lately, notice now, know I keep my pole around Reach for somethin', we swap it out, my chain for a hundred rounds Man, lawyer a hundred thou', I love him, so it's nothing Even if I did he still will shut his mouth Came up making turnarounds, brick after brick, pound after pound Serving local, but it came through postal, out of town I been up for a while, real gangsta, know that's facts I can never lack, might spin in that 'Cat, Fatboy double back Run off if he tax, you was writing raps I was out west trying to get it back, hundred bowls of 'thrax Voices talking to me, they say "Geeski, keep it solid" Both my sons got trust funds, they don't need to go to college Every other night I used to count up at my mama's Took twenty out my safe and went and put it on your partna' I'm a street nigga, I drink Wockhardt, not no vodka I'm a street nigga, bought it soft and sold it solid Self-made, ain't no OG ever gave me guidance Real street nigga, you can't knock me, I'm too solid A hundred shots in each every blue car that you see with me I got Gee with me, BKM, ho, EST with me Real street nigga plugged on the loud, unc' got the keys And I just sold like twenty bags of Runtz, but that shit had some seeds Shit, I ain't tripping, though, still can't get his money back Got a problem, get him whacked, got ten for his fitted cap And I don't beef on social sites I swear I don't get into that Gave lil' bronem a dub and told 'em spin through and go finish that I use to mix the mids with the gas when I was coming up Vaccum seal 'em up, I can show you how to run up Them niggas lame as fuck, name a nigga came and fucked with us And all my opps, they broke, tell them niggas get they money up Voices talking to me, they say "Geeski, keep it solid" Both my sons got trust funds, they don't need to go to college Every other night I used to count up at my mama's Took twenty out my safe and went and put it on your partna' I'm a street nigga, I drink Wockhardt, not no vodka I'm a street nigga, bought it soft and sold it solid Self-made, ain't no OG ever gave me guidance Real street nigga, you can't knock me, I'm too solid