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letra de real nigga - lil jay

even though i ain’t really f-ckin’ wit’ her
and her best friend with her ex-n-gga
and a n-gga tell her that i’m bad for her
nine times outta ten, she’ll be probably right
but she still pull up on a n-gga every night
‘cause she know that i’m a real n-gga
i got the sh-t that she can feel, n-gga
i’m coming down like a trill n-gga
and nine times outta ten, sh-t, she probably right
said she know that i’m a real n-gga
i got the sh-t that she can feel, n-gga
i’m coming down like a trill n-gga
and nine times outta ten, sh-t, she probably right
i got a ‘h’ on my chest, for hustler
he got a ‘s’ on his chest, for sucker
he be runnin’ around here acting like a heifer
i be sliding around here bossin’, having cheddar
i need a money counter to count my scrilla scratch
his money two-faced, it talks behind his back
this what i told the young tender (what you tell her?)
what’s wrong with that n-gga?
look at these thousand-dollar jeans, look at these $500 shoes
look at these diamonds in my rings, look at these carats in my jewels
i’m mannish, respected, ain’t no debate
i’m early, i’m woke, i ain’t late
i need a real one on my team, she need a real one on hers
i’m all about action, i’m all about verb
i got a couple of bottles, she got a sack of that herb
give it to her, give her what she deserve

even though i ain’t really f-ckin’ wit’ her
and her best friend with her ex-n-gga
and a n-gga tell her that i’m bad for her
nine times outta ten, she’ll be probably right
but she still pull up on a n-gga every night
‘cause she know that i’m a real n-gga
i got the sh-t that she can feel, n-gga
i’m coming down like a trill n-gga
and nine times outta ten, sh-t, she probably right
said she know that i’m a real n-gga
i got the sh-t that she can feel, n-gga
i’m coming down like a trill n-gga
and nine times outta ten, sh-t, she probably right
it was thug at first sight, she wanted to jump my bones
she playing this here song, on her ringtone
i let her punch her number in my phone
she know i got cheese, she know i’m gouda’d up, provolone
even if i didn’t, i could mack her
she diggin’ a factor (like what?) like a tractor
he probably look better than me (what you got?)
but i got a better personality
all he think about is him
all i think about is you
you a diamond rough
he ain’t even got a clue
real recognize real, you know this
i been on my sh-t since moby d-ck was a goldfish
so if you ever need a favor
i’m not a captain, but i’m on deck like a sailor

- lil jay

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