funkmaster flex big kap – real g’s lyrics
we bout to get real ugly up in this m-th-f-cka
for the 9-9 and the 2-g
def jam [echo]
snoop dogg all up in this m-th-f-cka
big kap [echo]
eastsidaz
[chorus x2]
i’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
real gangstas do real things
[verse 1]
b-r-o-o-k-l-y-n
we gang bang and ride down on n-gg-s(pow hot!)
dogg pound on n-gg-s
who shot ya?, big dog gotcha
i’m notcha average n-gg- in the yappin’
folks slappin, folks are smokin dope
and doin my thing, i’m on the m-th-f-ckin east coast
from brooklawn to q.b. they know me
up in harlem world they say snoop dogg is a g
ask p. diddy, lil’ cease, and queen b.
eatin up at justin’s you seen me, rappin
stackin my weapon in the limo
and 15 n-gg-s tryin to hand me their demo
“sign me” my mind be on some other sh-t
if i’m slidin in the club n-gg- i’m tryin to bust a beeatch!
so in other words, all that rap sh-t kick it to the curb
save it for the birds
who got the m-th-f-ckin herb?
and where the hoes at n-gg-? sh-t, i’m tryin to get served
i got d-ck on a platter
baby got a man snoop dogg, sh-t it don’t matter
ooh, ahh, snoop dizzy gots to get busy
especially when i’m tippin
look here, and all you n-gg-s talkin sh-t you just missed me
cause on the real flex none of ya’ll can f-ck with me
g’s up, i’ll make punk n-gg-s freeze up
pull dem lees up, and leave dem sleeves up
n-gg-, what the f-ck?
you know about that d.p.g. bad boy connection
connected by funk flex we in a lexus
or even the suburban, swerve it to that hot 9-7
b.i.g. rest in peace, i know your smilin in heaven
look here
[chorus x4]
i’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
real gangstas do real things
[verse 2]
money, gangstas, b-tches, dope
hold, show, flows, ya know
you wanna roll around on my livin room flo’
play nintendo and smoke my indo
i don’t think so, and i aint payin your bills
man i’m sick of these b-tches and that’s way to real
i meet a b-tch, i greet a b-tch, i never eat a b-tch
you talk sh-t, god d-mn right, i’ll beat a b-tch
treat a b-tch never have in my life
i skied a b-tch and tell her punk -ss good night
unless you tight…like a r and b b-tch
like toni braxton or jenny lopez
go ahead, go ahead
aw man f-ck what she said, i bet she give a rap n-gg- head
i take her upstairs lay her on the bed
get it in the feelin, now she start revealin
and what more can i say
dog is chillin, his d-ck is chillin
movie star b-tches all on a n-gg- d-ck
when i was broke, kap, man i couldn’t picture this
400 g’s from over seas we the loca
bound to hash from master down my almamota
i got to smoke everyday of my life
snoop dogg, funk flex and it’s extra tight
[chorus x2]
i’m on the road to riches and diamond rings
real gangstas do real things
real ugly for the 9-9
it’s goin down ya’ll
oooh this is ugly
drop a bomb on them flex
yeah, it’s hot ya’ll
real hot, hot to death
b.i.g. rest in peace
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