Real N****s

Man, what happened to my real niggas Man, what happened to the real niggas They in the feds, they gone, I put my life in this song Man, what happened to my real niggas Homie, just feel my pain, this shit gon' drive me insane I wrote this hear for all my real niggas Man, what happened to the real niggas You a real nigga, what happened homie Heard you running with the enemy, you tripping homie You ain't raised like that, that ain't your background You got a little money with niggas, that's how you act now? Streets a motherfucker Not to mention, niggas treat you like my blood brother But once you cross that line, you gotta stay there And if you playing both sides, know you got to lay there Damn, pissed me off, and no more playing fair Hundred bands and guns, that's what I call warfare Ain't nobody safe, any nigga get it Don't call my phone, ain't shit to talk about, you know you did this Once upon a time you was a real nigga But now you disloyal, you just a field nigga What type of nigga your nigga brought from the other side We don't shake hands with the enemies, we do homicides It's Ridgecrest mafia for life, and fuck the other side You never see me say a word, you just see gun fire Cause gangsters don't talk, and drama don't slide One thing I hate the most, a nigga playing both sides Just know you don't slide, get his ass from both sides Make him scream, oh lord, like he in church getting baptized I'm on my fuck the world, don't really fuck with me My young niggas, that's all I got, this other shit ain't nothing to me Old ass niggas better sit down Pussy ass niggas better get down I need a [?] C.M.G. the motherfucking squad Any nigga round me best sound hard Nigga best be squad, down to do their time, to catch a charge This a family nigga, and you must play your part Now they say I'm crazy cause I go to war with the whole city But fuck nigga, I give these hoes the business And I put that on me, I ain't never give no statement I ain't never copped no plea I let money fight my cases, I get money and I go hard I let haters do the hating When you pussies ready to face me, I be right here just waiting Matter fact I'm getting patient Sipping on that hen' getting wasted Imma' catch a murder one and I can taste it How you get so far, then go back to the basis I built up Gucci and Boosie, some of this shit you just can't shake it Some of this shit, you gotta embrace it Some of these problems, you gotta erase it So I keep [?] fuck their bitches till I run these niggas crazy Niggas ain't real anyway We the G in gangster, you the G in gay, pussy