shout out to all the real niggas man
you know hold a nigga down--city to city
i see ya nigga
this is only for the real man
the fake man close your fuckin ears man
turn the station or something
yeah
me and mary been real close, i think i like her
shes always round to quiet me down when im hyper
me, her and my lighter make a beautiful combo
she chew all my time though my crew and a console
my trunk like congo and not like a dope head
i smoke bout a fifty thats why my eyes so red
get down or go ahead focus on your bread
an arguement will leave ya body on the floor dead
i take the coat cold mix it wit the dro so i can feel supafly
go ahead stupid try fall off the stool and die
the same time that im crusin by
fitted down no suit no tie
now follow me round so you can see the love
i aint never feared but one man and hes above
ya walkin real close to the edge, need a shove
he wont act up he knows what the heata does