busta rhymes - real niggas lyrics
[verse 1: busta rhymes]
yo
check this out right here yo
(jahlil beats, holla at me)
this about a god still gettin’ it
green jackets, winning masters
where your membership?
you think you go hard?
n-gga we go harder
when you see the kid
respect the godfather
i’m a real n-gga this is for the real
i’m a real n-gga this is for the real
presidents in the same direction
when i line up my money
couple b-tches to take the time out
to line ’em up for me
n-gga tryin’ to front
what the h-ll is they drinkin’
don’t you see i ain’t do it?
what the f-ck is you thinkin?
yeah we scarin’ these n-ggas
face up on wanted posters
don’t compare me (‘n) you n-gga
see it’s the god
you ain’t notice?
(ahe’, ahem) gotta do it
clear my sh-t up and focus
while i whip me a sp-cecraft
my b-tch in a lotus
n-ggas know that they owe us (pay up)
strangle n-ggas like boas
see the way how we get this money
and bubble like sodas
throw it back to the future
[?]
b-tch we back feelin’ super
diamonds out of uganda
fine wine from mustafa
special bud from the rastas
lots of money in safe deposits
they stashed in them lockers [?]
animal designer coats for the winter
the way i sting or i stick out
just like a th-rn or a splinter
anything that i pick out
is like a score for the [?]
imported sh-t from milan
forgive me lord for this sinnin’ (i’m sayin)
we flat linin’ e’ything
understand me k!lla?
headlinin’ the news
you need more paper for the printer
[verse 2: rick ross]
(m-m-m-m-maybach music)
this ’bout a young n-gga gettin’ it
sellin’ dope for them nba benefits
boat i’m on lookin’ like a f-ckin’ cruise line
bought the same allen iversons two times
i’m a real n-gga this is for the real
bought the restaurant, now make my f-ckin’ meal
my husltin’s rare
her p-ssy medium-well
they rather go blind before they see me excel
read my name on the block
they like, “what has he bought?”
ballin’ out at [?]
richard mosse on the wall
n-ggas never attend
they only pretend
bought a basquiat cash
i paid ’em in tens
[?] to my zo’s
gotta stay on my toes
everybody just froze
salasia in the ghost
better pray to the lord
n-gga payin’ this rent
shots rang out
n-ggas sprayin’ the benz
but the devil’s a li'(ar)
once again i arose
pullin’ up to my shows
bullet holes in the rolls
i’m ghost
(m-m-m-m-maybach music)
double ‘m’
busta bust’
conglomerate
long money
whoo!
(m-m-m-m-maybach music)
[outro]
yo what’s good man
it’s [?] ridin’, you nameen?
make sure you artists got that boom-bap in ya life man
you nameen?
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