Real Niggas lyrics

Artist  : Lil Flip 
Song : Real Niggas



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														   [Lil' Flip]

Lord have
mercy Jesus Christ

I know I'm doin' wrong
but I'm tryna do right

I hustle day to day
and night to night

Cause I'm tryna get paid
awright

Y'all don't know about my rap
wars

Alotta rappers use my name

Just
so they can have the stores off the chain

But ain't nobody feelin' that shit

You
on ya fifth tape nigga where's ya hit

No
skits on my shit I got shit that's heated

Everytime I do shit you know shit be
complete

It ain't no half steppin' my name
ain't Daddy Kane

But I'ma hop out the Jag
wid a big daddy chain

Iced out yellow rocks
in the middle

Colourful rainbows is lookin'
like skittles

I scratch and I scribble in
my notepad when I'm feelin' mad

Cause now
I'm doin' good I used to be doin' bad

I
used to have go half on my lunch money

Now
I got a money machine that help me count my
money

I'm ballin' for real, platinum all in
my grill

We turned 'em down but they still
callin' for real



[Will Lean]

Yeh, say, I don't need your money

On the
block niggas still got weed and money

Stash
pot, sold bricks ducked in a car

In the
kitchen I'm still touchin' it raw

On the
highway I'm still buckin' the law

Fuck that
I'll never be duckin' the law

I'm takin'
shots ain't goin' back to jail

I'm a pimp,
I can't be trapped in a cell

I'm eatin'
shrimp, but I'm still makin' this mil

From
H-Town, straight to A-T-L

We gettin' this
money, we spittin' this money

And if you
run up wrong then we splittin' these dummies

I'm takin' shots, a nigga goin' all out

And if I hit ya house I'm takin' a fuckin'
wall out

You better back back, you better
back up-aca