Real N***** Come First

See real niggas come first cause we men of respect and do what we want in these streets and Dope boys come second cause money make the motherfucking world go round and fly niggas come third cause he might ain't got no money But can still pull the baddest bitch in the building We killing these streets nigga Treat the motherfucking Ghost like a Grand Marquis Walk up with at least 20 deep and we order a feast I come straight from the ghetto I'm ballin hard as I wanna And I'm thankful as ever that we ain't all on the corner Got that death in the system, yeah the refs with the whistles Cause these suckas is foul they disrespect us we hit em' Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck ain't official They got me out in the fields, the nigga back on his gristle Going hard with them hammers my niggas all in the slammer Niggas want catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas I'm out here strapper than velcro, and no I don't sell dough But I spit that raw shit, It's like I sell coke Put one in your head nigga like right where the shell go Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an elbow Bulletproof range when I pull it shoot thangs Hit em close range let him feel the blue flame Every month I buy a new car new chain And I don't never fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerve) Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup And these suckas talkin this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve I try to kick my bitches up on lay away (lay away) And if you fuck me good you getting paid today (paid today) That's 40 on my wrist, you caught me 80k And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin out the light tinted So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti) I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie) Niggas hatin on me (on me) Know they wanna pin me at the table with my niggas, eatin' lobster and linguine And that pussy smell like Fiji Boy, I'll just go swimming Everything but foreign from the porches to the women I'm early in the morning, with the coca, tryina flip it Nigas say they want the money but they don't want go and get it That's why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I was out there on that curb With mailbox so close with me, I'm picture word that I'm worth Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work Go! Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerve) Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup And these suckas talkin this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve [Hook]