U Ain’t a Real n*gga lyrics

[Chorus]
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)

[Verse 1]
You can't fool me, I know what a real n*gga look like
Been raised up around them, been one all my life
The streets heard me, real n*ggas gon' take my advice
Then f*ck with a n*gga nowadays, you rolling the dice
You don't know if a n*gga G code or if a n*gga sheist
Remember, you ran with certain n*ggas 'meant you was alright
Now you n*ggas talk 'round anybody, keep your mouth tight
You ain't certified, pus*y, until you earn stripes
But n*gga rob you, he ain't killed you, you better rob him back
Or get his shirt from a pus*y n*gga across the back
'Cause once a pus*y, always a pus*y, ain't no turning back
There ain't no f*ck n*gga in me, I put that on stacks

[Chorus]
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)
[Verse 2]
I never understood what made a f*ck n*gga hate
And tell lies on another n*gga and drop weight
How the f*ck you hate another n*gga 'cause your money ain't straight?
The next n*gga's pockets ain't your business in the first place
A real n*gga don't hide, real n*ggas show face
It seems prosecutors make real n*ggas break
And watch the love of money turn real n*ggas fake
I choose being real over a mill any day
Ain't nothing real about you, pus*y, you just know what to say
You just do what a f*ck n*gga do, dog, so go on and hate
That Kool-Aid in your heart, n*gga, made you turn steak
Now you trying to testify, pus*y n*gga, it's too late

[Chorus]
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)

[Verse 3]
I'ma let you know something about me, n*gga: I'm f*ck-n*gga proof
It's real or nothing with me, n*gga, that's all I'm used to
Show me a real n*gga and I'll show you a thousand f*ck n*ggas
That's why I don't speak to you pus*y n*ggas who I know soft in the middle
'Cause once a pus*y, always a pus*y, learned that off the dribble
You hate another motherf*cker 'cause your life miserable
My motherf*cking definition of a real n*gga
The reason I'm up so hard on you f*ck n*ggas 'cause you had a choice
And I'll forever feel like that, I ain't got no remorse
And I got the recipe to stop you f*ck n*ggas from snitching
I'll bet that motherf*cking chopper get you n*ggas' attention
I'll bet that motherf*cking chopper get you n*ggas' attention
[Chorus]
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)
You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real n*gga)
You've got to hate on the next man (you ain't a real n*gga)
You need a f*ck n*gga to hold your hand (you ain't a real n*gga)
You scared to make that chopper dance (you ain't a real n*gga)