Real N****z

Yeah

Y'all know what it is

Infamous has just entered the buildin', yeah

Yeah, Mama, keep doin' that just like that, I like that

But you got one problem

You hangin' with some real clowns over there

They some real cloud-killers

Shootin' off in the air like that

Hey-o son, where my real dogs at?

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

One hammer, two hammers, three hammers, four

H got drama witchu, I'm bringin' it to your door

We get money on tours, we cuffin' them broads

While we slap a bit more, we passin' 'em off

Peelin' off in that Bentley coupe

Got my wettin' them drawers

You know I keeps them in their birthday suits

He know, once that she up in that ride

And we get pulled, the hammer's goin' in between her thighs

Need a chick, gotta explain a thing

She hip to it, the game's in her blood

And down for the grind

To the def rep M-O-B-B

You got a problem with it, then you know where to reach me

I give them the business, no mirrors and smoke screens

Either you live it, you live it or you just fronting

This rap shit for life, P, that's my code, D

We go back like staircases and O.E.

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

****, you thought wrong

Now look at you now

Look like sandwich meat with the ketchup sauce

But you was just hollerin' back

Infamous this, Infamous that

Your mouth was goin' off

Meanwhiles we count money pilin'

Till our fingertips green and them scissors sore

Though we prefer plastic now

It's nothin' like when it's your tour, stackin' cash on the floor

Saran wrap's to the top, your boys won't fall down

It's not my cash a bitch love, it's how I kill it on the song

And she get a taste of the dick, she open now

It's sounding like a dog, and I don't pay the bitch no thought

I got a lot of gall, that's what the bitch howl

While I'm leaving her sight, my heart is real cold

Real hard on a hoe

But much, much harder for the dough

It be a bloody slaughter when we're through

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

So don't get mad 'cause your hoe prolly suckin' a kid

Attracted to the lifestyle of how us gangsters live

Teach her all about life, yeah, the bees and birds

And how I shut that shit down when the beef occur

And how I stick and I move, all you see is a blur

Yo, I'm a cool-ass dude till you push me, sir

And can't nobody squash this beef

You get it on with us, then you up shit's creek

Don't have me puttin' these bullets all in your ass

Your error is done and your time is past

We better, and these the simple facts

You're rusty, my **** is built to last

And it's on, we runnin' around with our guns

Jury fit for pharaohs around our necks, done

And oh-four, my thumbs get the oh-six trucks

Oh lord, there is no saving us

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

If you live, ****, then you bustin' your hammer

All my real **** not havin' it, stand up

**** better run or you'll be pickin' your man up

Clappin' at whoever, I ain't leavin' in handcuffs

Word up, man

Them **** need to be quiet, man

They stay quite, stay off four, off in that corner, man

Don't even move from over there, man

If y'all come over here with that bullshit

You know it's goin' down, son

Take up the gown, man

We ain't shootin' in there overhead, man

For real

For real, for real

Yeah, I never leave without that thing

Infamous know how we bang

I never leave without that thing

Infamous know how we bang

I never leave without that thing

Infamous know how we bang

I never leave without that thing

Infamous know how we bang

Hit it