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ace hood - r.n.s (real nigga shit) lyrics

[intro]
free boosie

ain’t this that sh-t?
ain’t this that sh-t?

[hook]
ain’t this that sh-t that we gon ride to?
ain’t this that sh-t that we get high to?
ain’t this that sh-t that make you vibe n-gga?
pull out yo stick and wanna slide n-gga
i like to call this some real n-gga sh-t
a real n-gga on some real n-gga sh-t
a lot of hoes on a real n-gga d-ck
and money never make a real n-gga switch

[verse 1]
i say i can’t stand no b-tch n-gga
that goes for you snitch n-ggas
can’t do no broke boys cus everybody with me they go getters
say money over these lame hoes, yall n-ggas be cuffin dough
met the b-tch in that same night, i’mma knock down like dominoes
i say oh lord i’m savin
f-ck yall, just pay me
big bees in my whip, catch a young n-gga move saney
i be ridin round with 2 ladies
p-ssy n-gga you basic
my n-gga p keep a strap-on
he’ll f-ck around and start sprayin
n-gga don’t play me

all i’m talkin is real n-gga sh-t
come and f-ck and suck a real n-gga d-ck
all these hoes want a real n-gga d-ck

[hook]

[verse 2]
i ride for my brother, i’d die for my brother
i’d k!ll for my mother in case you ain’t know
shoot out 100 then f-ckin reload it
i lift up yo spirit like you been promoted
i’m wit it, runnin my city
chasin that money, i get it get it
came to the ratchet, my b-tches said diddy
i want it, i cop it, you watch what you spendin
n-ggas be poundin like i’m pr-n, tell these hoes to please keep calm
if i die today i’m good
hope this real sh-t can live on
ain’t no ho sh-t in my blood, know my family is my love
peace my homeboys and my thugs
still with the same folk from day one

boy that’s real n-gga sh-t
i’m just tryna get my whole team rich
in a phantom blowin kush behind the tint
bumpin boosie boo, that bad-ss hit

[hook]

[verse 3]
say what you wanna, do what you wanna
i get upset, they attack like piranhas
i don’t even like not one of you n-ggas
b-tch ain’t thick, can’t even f-ck wit er
yea we them n-ggas with the 20 gold bottle
vip sec, she put 25 models
pulled up, yep that’s us in the foreign
huh, yall life so boring
uh, i made a mill off touring
crib in the hills like motherf-ckin lauren
rest don’t chill but just can’t ignore
and that p-ssy so good, i explore like dora
smoke one, for the ones lost
rip to every real n-gga we once saw, d-mn
where the real n-ggas went?
free boosie
free fat boy
real sh-t
they gon lose they motherf-ckin mind in the hood when they hear this
n-gga!

[hook]

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