n*ggas Ain’t Real lyrics

by

Young Buck


[Chorus]
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
They try to divide and conquer, I know how that goes
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
When they got the upper hand, they try to play you low
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
Just like these b*tches, half you n*ggas hoes

[Verse 1]
That’s how I feel, yeah that’s how I feel (That’s how I feel)
These n*ggas ain’t real, oh no, these n*ggas ain’t real (These n*ggas ain’t real)
I ain’t got no deal, oh no, I ain’t got no deal (Ain’t got no deal n*gga)
Without the radio, I’m winning still (Yeah)
They turn the state, these n*ggas turn the state (pus*y n*ggas)
A statement took that boy away (Sent that boy away)
The games they play, this sh*t go either way (Either way)
You get locked up, yeah, they throw the key away (Jugg)
n*ggas say ‘real’ that don’t mean sh*t
I seen real n*ggas wrote statements (pus*y)
pus*y n*gga, he told on me, his b*tch, she ain’t even say sh*t
That’s the definition of a real b*tch (Real b*tch)
Got down with bricks, got real bricks (Real bricks)
Black Migo Gang, we're in Zone 6 (BMG)
My hood full of bosses (Yeah)
[Chorus]
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
They try to divide and conquer, I know how that goes
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
When they got the upper hand, they try to play you low
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
Just like these b*tches, half you n*ggas hoes

[Verse 2]
Yeah he got him, and I see it coming
Would never fall out 'bout this rap money
Spent a hundred thousand in jewelry with my trap money (Real diamonds)
n*gga keep it real, don’t come short with that pack money (Real n*gga)
If a n*gga selling he’ll turn right around and tell on you (pus*y n*gga)
n*gga say he’ll boss, but the pus*y n*gga ain’t even got bail money (Say what?)
Ain’t got no loyalty, no love at all (At all)
Free all my real n*ggas behind the wall (Free all my real n*ggas)
That’s how I feel, yeah, that’s how I feel (Scooter!)
These hoes ain’t real, you know these hoes ain’t real (These hoes ain't sh*t)
I got deals, cocaine deals (Cocaine deals)
Real talk, seen a mil for this rap sh*t (Count up, count up)
[Chorus]
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
They try to divide and conquer, I know how that goes
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
When they got the upper hand, they try to play you low
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real no more
These n*ggas ain’t real no more, these n*ggas ain’t real
Just like these b*tches, half you n*ggas hoes
Yeah!
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