(Intro)
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[Crunchy Black]
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Aw yeah, we fittin' to get into some shit called stayin' real
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It's one mutha-fuckin' thing to be real
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But it's another mutha-fuckin' thing to STAY real
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Meanin' stayin' real wit them mutha-fuckin' niggas
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who brought you into this shit
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'Cause as quick as a nigga can bring you into this
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They can take you out of this
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If you know what I mean
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You know who I'm talkin' 'bout
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You know who you are
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Yeah
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[Gangsta Boo]
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1 - Ain't nothin' but the real thing
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Scream you real if you real
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Ain't nothin' but a fuckin' thing nigga
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Kill or be killed
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How sweet it is, gots to give it to ya
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(I'm makin' my pay)
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Strugglin', strivin' to the top
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Livin' day by day
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Repeat 1
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[Crunchy Black]
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Say you real - real enough to make a fuckin mil'
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Real - real enough to make a mutha-fuckin' field
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Every fuckin' word you say has gotta be real
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I hate you really feel that way (You know the business)
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A little somethin' for nothin' got you scared of it
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A little somethin' for nothin' got you fed up, fed up
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With all the playa haters, playa haters hangin' ?
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Now a nigga like me, put a little like somethin' in the rear
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Shoot nothin' but knowledge at your gate
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Crunchy Black look like the red
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Three 6 Mafia got you scared
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All I want is profit man
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Can't you niggas comprehend
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Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
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Meet you niggas at the end, of the road, I suppose
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Used to have a fuckin' soul
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Now my soul's fuckin' stole
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Now I walk around you hoes
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'Fraid like mutha-fuckin' foes
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Wonder why I'm keepin' dough
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Wonder why I lay a ho
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All I want is profit roll
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All I want, mo' money mo'
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Repeat 1 (2x)
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[Gangsta Boo]
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Get destroyed, get caught up in the line of fire
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Get your choice, get your pussy crew
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I get my Tear Da Club Up boys, brace yourself
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For the impact of the fuckin' Mafia
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Niggas ain't no stoppin' us
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Once we feel you crossed us
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Never bein' blinded by the pettiness your ass play
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Bust a free for ?? fuck niggas 24 hours a day
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Wanted to get paid, so I started this rappin' shit
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Now it be my name dragged through dirt for the fuck of it
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I know what it takes to win, that's why I fight with my pen
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There's so many haters on the outside tryin' to get they ass in
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Never be clever like Misses, that's why I got all you bitches
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Don't take it personal baby, 'cause everything is big business
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It's either kill or be killed
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It's either plantinum or gold
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Scream you real if you real (I'm real!)
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Say you hot if you cold
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I thought I told you never trust a busta that's on the loose
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Loose enough to send you fallin' without no parachute
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Repeat 1 (2x)
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[Gangsta Boo]
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What are we doin' to prepare ourselves for the new world order
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Come in just 2 years from now
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Teach us to give orders
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That the ones that's sellin' shit, the fit is here, she started
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Get departed early baby, for some shit, I'm so sorry
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To be tellin' you I see the signs of triggers & blood
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That was bum-rushed by thugs, intoxicated with drugs
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Not to be auspicious to ya by a nigga named Paul
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Now lyrics come from who watches over us all
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Lucifer, the light barrier
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Lucifer, the sun of morning
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Is it he who bares us light
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Down at night, I hear you callin'
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Light will overcome the darkness
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Can't you see that's bein' real
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Give us something you can feel
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Like Aretha with the sex appeal
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I would be like mostly high
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High enough to kiss the clouds
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Screamin' lotto triple 6
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Take me where the devil's ?
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Bein' real, that's bein' me
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'Cause you got a lady, see
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Down wit fuckin' nigga down wit Prophet P-O-S-S-E
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Repeat 1
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Be Real
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Gangsta Boo |