That's My N**** Fo' Real
Young Zee, Eminem
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Ugh, zee I got wakin' haze, my customers hoes sleep with me We have small beef, I still sell em o's for three fifty They known when big beef, I'll pop a hundred times They like road kill, I live niggas brains on one eighty nine And my down bitches, they be ready to kill I be like chill, they be like "that's my nigga fo' real" That's my nigga fo' real I'm from the bricks That's my nigga fo' real Young Zee is smack all my niggas in the hood they be like That's my nigga fo' real B-Boy you my nigga yeah talk to 'em I don't give a f*ck if we don't sell a record We still gunna get this money in the bricks Spill it Zee I'm like Santa clause, I deliver niggas grams raw Straight from panama, they eat it up like Hannibal And my dons, they appear like magic wands I sell em to the crack of dawn, and destroy every track I'm on Plus I have a clan packed in the back of vans More raw than the Taliban, murk you for a half a gram I get B-boy a truck, yo truck in the river F*ck some doe, he be like "that's my nigga fo' real" (various phrases interspaced) That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real Scarecrow what, I'm trying to walk before I crawl I want it all, ever since I came outta my mommas walls I'm trying to make so much doe when I write a song I can Vite em all, while y'all click on the corner selling final calls Niggas mad at us, gladiators like maximus We Fabolous, while you fall off like cannabis's managers My manDd, you keep the Nina Pillin Zee, point a mine and watch em soak em like Sarina Williams (various phrases interspaced) That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real Zee need Buddha, E user Be free lookers spittin' from our PT cruisers My tank don't drop, I still got doe to make Got little niggas on roller skates, holdin' my coke and weight Blow paper, hole chaser, doe raiser, Joe Frasier Sixteen celly's and four pagers Go hype up your squad that they might f*ck with ours I just light up cigars, go buy bikes, trucks and cars Got axe n nitty in Atlanta deep Ran the street, ten grand a week I got one word, don't put ya man to sleep And I love my jersey live bitches They leave a nigga's, face with thirty five stitches They'll help me, cinder blocks and pushin' kids so deep in the oceans They see where octopuses live This label deal is for raws pacin' chill I know mad heads, but still (various phrases interspaced) That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real That's my nigga fo' real Yeah what Bricks
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