Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz Them Outlaw worldwide my figures From triumph to tragedy To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me For pushin' that big truck on 24's A square feat in ATL game Man dat's what my nigga got shot for Bein' too mothafuckin' wrong for dis footballs See the darkness, see the light, he wanna feel it Misery loves pumpin' me and that's the real shit But in 2005 I'm on some ill shit Four niggaz sneak upon me and I'm fearless I'm takin' a stand, a born killer Like them niggaz in Pakistan It's simple, gotta git 'em fore' I die Like the old west see how we low tex da ride I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me Now your baby dun became a G When I'm out in them streets The only one that got me is me I keep my hand upon my heat 'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch So if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked 'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me Real talk Everyday is a new challenge I'm a savage in my new balance A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustla bitch So we start our own label sellin' bricks legit Power to the people, a lot of power in my pencil We da hope for the hopeless, the voice for the voiceless Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game Years later last members fuckin' feelin' the same Straight from the heart, makin' 'em walk Live for the day don't wait for tomorrow Hatas gettin' they wrong, I seen tha streets rap Rounda tough with some niggaz I seen put religion in the roughs of some niggaz They say gangstaz don't live that long, too many turn-coals That's fucked up, puttin' cuffs on your folks Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental And raisin' a thug nation, we influential I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me Now your baby dun became a G When I'm out in them streets The only one that got me is me I keep my hand upon my heat 'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch So if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked 'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me Real talk Yeah, my mother ain't made no sucker Raised in the gutta, I'm a made mothafucka All I know is get paid mothafucka All day mothafucka, one way over anotha And ain't no body no where that can stop me Call me Cachy, you tennis, I'm hockey Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky With black rocky in my pocks you got me Real tall, I never took a shall unless it was support I'm stressin' ain't my thought And I walk these dogs, I'm a soldier Dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up? A man of honor comma, good karma Niggaz wants drama, I got the problem solva Big ass Cig, that's that shit Plus the bully that a fully automatic I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me Now your baby dun became a G When I'm out in them streets The only one that got me is me I keep my hand upon my heat 'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch So if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked 'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me Real talk, y la conchetumadree