Keep It Real (feat. C-Loc & Master P)

Yeah, uh, my boy Young Bleed in here C-Loc in here, an' you know the Colonel MP up in here Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga Nigga it burns for gold that rose before me That was fakin' the funk, long an' behold I come to get it So I'm takin' it in chunks, out to lunch for brunch Maggots gonna munch in perpendicular, order money, man slaughter I write this shit that's good for you How many mutha fuckas must get dealt wit'? Before someone kick down yo door, an' leave you helpless Is you feelin' my fear, feelin' my vibe, at the same time I dirty my theory, clickin' my tribe, tryin' ta claim mine Hush, what you discovered don't shake the rector My nigga, my nerve, go get the camera, get the picture I'm laughin' at y'all for tryin' to ball, wit' yo mug on me Movin' a million mutha fuckas strappin' murder machine I come dainty an benidine, so gimme mine, sippin' great wine Polishin' pussy that's genuine, paralyzed to the format Still smokin' blunts for days An' mama's theories an' ways, got me prepared ha Niggas ain't ready but if it wasn't for the grace of God They say you couldn't live life against all odds I know it's hard but it's real though I'm 'bout to peel out, every time I touch somethin' What ya feel yo, nigga, give a fuck if you bigga Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga It be a piper push pounds, wit' playas who wanna rise Pick the pen then my rhyme, eh So now I can make a legal paper in this rap game At the first used to hear that boy playin' wit' steel toys Now I'm worse, can't break the curse, y'all laugh until I die Comin' from the dirt, so watch a young hustler rise an shine Like the ghetto mastermind, let 'em know, why do ('Bout it, 'bout it) Doin' all that lyin' got the nation down to Young mutha fucka ain't do shit, can't stand the heat Get out the kitchen, before trigga fingas get to itchin' Get up, get into position to have twitchin', thinkin', damn How could I have mention, stop trippin', keep it real nigga Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga Uh, I live my life of a youngsta wit' money Too many, bitches panhandlers, beggas an dummies Tryin' to, steal my soul, I mean suck me dry For these 20 inch rims on my ghetto ride I couldn't lose my life tryin' to keep my shoes Sell my soul to the devil, in the ghetto you lose An' ain't no, nigga gonna make it, fakin' the game Too many blacks behind bars for fortune and fame I live, my life, readin' jail house letters, I'm workin' Money orders sendin' weed through sweaters I seen mama's turn off of hustlas and killas My last supper probably gonna be wit' fiends an' dealers, uh Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga Nigga we gonna keep it real dawg Hustiln' high, 'cuz live niggas keep it real Young, can we keep it real Loc? Tryin' not to spill no blood If it's real show a nigga love, nigga C-Loc records, keep it real, for all the records Keep it real Loc the whole south, to the east To the west, to the middle, uh We gonna keep it real though, keep it real Loc