The Real n*gga Anthem 2 lyrics

(Intro):
And like that (and like that echo) , we gone
Snowman holla at me, I gotchu!

Cause real n*gga get money, real back 2!
Real n*ggas get money
Cause you can never have enough rum

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Look n*gga I told y'all, young don't bend
Don't break don't pull out yo fo' dawg
And I'm dumb, mo is less
One stove, one fo' nine hoes n*gga tons of stress
Well I'm against all odds that's when I'm at my best
It was me against the world I stuck out my chest
sh*t real mayne, a n*gga got migraines
But I doubt Tylenol will help my pain
I need some champagne, and a bad b*tch
So I can tell her bout the times I ain't had sh*t
Slow down baby, I'm on the bottle
Paid blood, sweat and tears for the Murcielago
And Lord have mercy, I think I need my soul cleaned...
But imma' stop this party, by any means!
You tell the muthaf*ckas bring it on!
Now I'm a Real n*gga singin' songs!
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Some n*ggas said I wouldn't make it(wouldn't make it)
And now them n*ggas can't take it(can't take it)
sh*ts' real can't fake it
Know what they say, life's only what you make it
(Cuz real n*gga's get money) x3

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Why you think this industry hate me?
n*ggas can say what they say, I ain't lettin em' play me
These industry n*ggas play home games
See me? I'm a street n*gga dawg we play no games!
I know you never heard it before mayne
This rap sh*t down, we in worse the dope game
So far gone only God can save us
All the sh*t I been through, maybe God is crazy?
When all your homies dead or incarcerated
You gotta take the time to thank God you made it
Made it out the streets, n*gga must be smarts
Say the n*gga so cool he wear shades in the dark
Got on my grind like it was nothin to lose
Then I stay down n*gga til' there was nothin to move
You tell the muthaf*ckas bring it on!
Now I'm a Real n*gga singin' songs!

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Some n*ggas said I wouldn't make it(wouldn't make it)
And now them n*ggas can't take it(can't take it)
sh*ts' real can't fake it
Know what they say, life's only what you make it
(Cuz real n*gga's get money) x3
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
Y'all know I got that dawg in me
Yeah it ain't no secret got that hog in me
Yeah, that's right both greedy and vicious
Ever had a taste of success? It's delicious
Eat the home plate, no time to do the dishes
Too much at stake no time for the b*tches
Cuz' when you cased up, they put on they make up
And go and f*ck the same n*gga that got you cased up
f*ck hoes! Life's a b*tch n*gga
Who you gon' replace me with? These n*ggas?
Y'all crazy never seems to amaze me
These n*gga's ain't even themselves and I'm crazy?
That's right y'all crazy, if these n*ggas marry a freak
Then i'm eighty!
You tell the muthf*ckas bring it on!
Now I'm a real n*gga singin' songs!

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]x2
Some n*ggas said I wouldn't make it(wouldn't make it)
And now them n*ggas can't take it(can't take it)
sh*ts' real can't fake it
Know what they say, life's only what you make it
(Cuz real n*gga's get money) x3