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letra de real - freddie gibbs & madlib

[intro: sample]
“ready to kick your -ss out of the world”

[verse 1]
remember, everybody ain’t loyal
you soft as gelatin, sick of telling them—n-gga, show ’em
it’s coca in the pot, n-gga, drop it and let it boil
goofy n-ggas make me nervous, ain’t serve ’em if i ain’t know ’em
eastside, sleeping in my dope-house clothes
run down pair of jordans, and some dirty girbauds
sucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposed
n-gga, stand on my own two b-lls, my d-ck, and ten toes
straight to the tippy-top, hear this n-gga spitting it
whether i got a hit or not, i hit it with the whip
they notice it when they hit the rock, i’m just a cocaina chemist
cooking, chopping, and cutting—you’ll die if i push a b-tton
n-ggas heard of me now all of a sudden they back to thuggin’
if i never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin’
the d.a. want me gone, say i’m detriment to the public
took his daughter, put this d-ck in her b-tt and said, “how you love it, b-tch?”
remember, everybody ain’t loyal
’cause all the real n-ggas in jail or deep in the soil
dancing with the devil or eating a feast with the lord
gotta spit it how i live it, i beat the street and report, n-gga
yeah, ugh
all the real n-ggas either in jail or deep in the soil, n-gga

[interlude]
yeah, ugh
that’s real, n-gga
yeah
ugh, ugh
y’all got me f-cked up in this b-tch

[verse 2]
the world ain’t big enough for both of us (nah)
batter up, now you p-ssy-n-ggas getting f-cked (b-tch)
straight raw with infection, p-ssing no prophylactic (nah)
eastside, anybody’ k!lla—my n-ggas active
smoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0 (fa’ sho)
babyface gangsta i been slanging, banging since 9-4 (real n-gga)
i thought the world was at my feet when i linked up with snow
but i refuse to be his flunkie, so we don’t kick it no mo’
straight to the facts, n-gga—i looked up to you, put that on my momma (ugh)
signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar
’cause i was down with cte, plus i was getting cheese (yeah)
i played my f-ck–ss contract, what the l!ck read?
thought i’d say this sh-t cause you ain’t man enough to come discuss it (you ain’t, b-tch)
you wanna be jay-z? n-gga, you just a f-cking puppet
gary boys ain’t ’bout talkin’, so, b-tch, i had to show you
don’t make me expose you to those that don’t know you (ugh!)
man, you said you the “realest n-gga” in this motherf-cker? check it;
but ross had you scared to drop a diss record (yeah)
no nuts, got the whole team looking weak (real)
guess that’s why they ran up on you at the bet (hahaha)
l.a. red carpet, yeah, i was geeked (sho’)
you couldn’t take security, so we ain’t take a seat (huh)
i played the fool before, but yo a ho i’ll never be
they searched that tour bus in milwaukee, had that .44 with me
esgn until the end, i feed the k!llers (ugh)
pray the lord’ll take my breath before i be like this monkey-n-gga
just a whole lot of rapping, but no motherf-cking action
seen gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at magic
(you ain’t did sh-t, n-gga!)
and you didn’t bust a grape, was shook from the gate
it make it seem to me the gangsta sh-t you kick be fake
’cause all my enemies, i put them suckers in they place
so take them shades up off your eyes
and look me in my f-cking face
’cause i’m a motherf-cking rare breed
the last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again
don’t reproduce nothin’ but evil seeds
i’m rapping and trapping and still ducking these f-e-ds (ugh)
but bmf was sticking you for your f-cking cheese (whoa)
and yeah i know you sold the blow and whipped the hard (ugh)
but underneath the f-cking money, you’s a f-cking mark (yeah)
take heed to my statements, because they might throw you (b-tch)
don’t make me expose you to those who don’t know you, b-tch
snowman-k!lla, n-gga

- freddie gibbs madlib

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