100 Real n*ggas lyrics

[Chorus: K Blacka]
I need money, I feed money, I see money, I take it
I don't f*ck with n*ggas who be out on they fake sh*t
100 real n*ggas around me (x2)
A lesson to you n*ggas, don't you come out talking sideways
I'm the clique who with that sh*t, we cut a f*cking n*ggas head
100 real n*ggas around (x2)

[Verse 1: VL Deck]
My n*ggas. my n*ggas, yo n*ggas ain't sh*t
Look right, BMG, cowboy, run sh*t
Choppas on, choppas on, don't get your ass lit
Choppas outside your home, make a n*gga call [?]
Beef you don't want that, I bring it where you lay at
When it come to war time, man I AK that
Take pictures with them choppas man, you ain't gonna spray that
You ain't never seen no flamer, even never felt to keep back
You see your shooters, ain't real shooters
Superstars, we not salute you
Over here we swap it out, I take em out, and he gon' shoot you
See clearly we are not the same
Over here the clips hang
Think that b*tch empty, and the choppa go bang bang

[Chorus: K Blacka]
I need money, I feed money, I see money, I take it
I don't f*ck with n*ggas who be out on they fake sh*t
100 real n*ggas around me (x2)
A lesson to you n*ggas, don't you come out talking sideways
I'm the clique who with that sh*t, we cut a f*cking n*ggas head
100 real n*ggas around (x2)
[Verse 2: K Blacka]
Loaded guns around me, while we n*ggas who ready for war
b*tches can't catch sh*t when you know bustin' is more
I'm a boss who rap CMB
I'll shoot you up for BMG
100 real n*ggas around me
They fond about that streets sh*t
n*ggas talking beef, grab the scraps, yea we're eating it
Don't know the n*ggas seal bottom, later on the TV b*tch
All my n*ggas around me, you know they catching dirty snitch
I see money, my rehash then take it
Then you mind and wonder what a black can make
100% real n*gga in me
What you thought about me
Got no killers with me
Bands with me, no stalkers with me

[Chorus: K Blacka]
I need money, I feed money, I see money, I take it
I don't f*ck with n*ggas who be out on they fake sh*t
100 real n*ggas around me (x2)
A lesson to you n*ggas, don't you come out talking sideways
I'm the clique who with that sh*t, we cut a f*cking n*ggas head
100 real n*ggas around (x2)

[Verse 3: Dee]
BMG the cartel, with skeetes we go reeree
You don't cross the line n*gga, so wish your face will be eaten
Shooters they gon' spray at me, you gon' make the TV
Must say heard about the rent, they feel sh*t with Uzi
I got killers out in Khaki, like I told them I ain't bout that
My project n*gga get ill, f*ck boi get in yo business
And If I'm in for murder, my lawyer get it or quit it
b*tch I destruct, I don't give no f*ck
If you ain't ready to die, n*gga then you don't wanna near with us
My shooter with that knowledge, with that 5, they leave you baken
On the pavement, shivering and shaking like caine
Cuz my n*gga you ain't gon' make it
[Chorus: K Blacka]
I need money, I feed money, I see money, I take it
I don't f*ck with n*ggas who be out on they fake sh*t
100 real n*ggas around me (x2)
A lesson to you n*ggas, don't you come out talking sideways
I'm the clique who with that sh*t, we cut a f*cking n*ggas head
100 real n*ggas around (x2)