Real n*ggas lyrics

Yeah, this-this one goes out to
Shout out to all them real n*ggas, like

I only f*ck with the real n*ggas (real n*ggas)
I only f*ck with the real n*ggas (real n*ggas)
I only f*ck with the real n*ggas (Real n*ggas like who, my n*gga?)
The real n*ggas, real n*ggas, them real n*ggas
Only f*ck with them real n*ggas
(Salty n*ggas) the real n*ggas

Yeah n*gga, I'm a real n*gga
Eat cereal when I wake up for a thrill, n*gga
Yo never took a pill, n*gga
Never even killed n*ggas
Real n*gga
sh*t, I don't know n*gga
I be with them hoes n*gga
I'm just playing, no hoes n*gga
I be wearing clothes n*gga
I be doing shows n*gga
n*gga, n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga

Only f*ck with the real n*ggas
The real n*ggas
Uncle Phil, n*gga
Phil Jackson, n*gga
Happy n*gga
You ain't gotta scream n*gga
It can pick up the sound
I'm sorry n*gga

Only f*ck with the real n*ggas
With the real n*ggas
Bill Cosby, Tom Hanks
And Billy Banks
That's the n*gga that do taebo
He a real ass n*gga with them real ass hoes
We be getting bread, n*gga
Ahhhh, n*gga
Who, n*gga

Yo, check my tattoos, I ain't got none
Check that burner, we don't got guns
We be up in the mall with them hot girls
Like this

Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
Merry Christmas all up in your nose
I be up in the mall
Diggin through my crack
Song not over but you thought it was
I pull up to the club drunk, sitting on dubs
Nah im playing I be Driving in a fresh go-kart
And its stanky, like a f*cking daddy fart
I be all up in the club
New ass shirt
New ass jeans
b*tch get to work
Start dancing on my p*nis, on my p*nis
Start dancing on my p*nis, on my p*nis
Dance all over my p*nis, over my p*nis
Dance all over my p*nis, over my p*nis
p*nis, girl
Dance, p*nis, girl, ooh
Dance, p*nis, girl, ooh
Club, shirt, mom, hoe
Do, mo, do the, dance

I be tired as hell
I be tired as hell
I be tired as hell
Cause I'm a real n*gga
I get itis when I eat chicken strips and sh*t
Cause I'm a real n*gga
Gucci sweat suits
Hell yeah they're velour

I'm a real n*gga
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