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cam'ron - real talk lyrics

[intro: cam’ron & juelz santana]
first of all
platinum
five months
holla
you know i go away for two months
and the riff raft come back with this bullsh+t, man
this what y’all come back with after six months, this filth?
what the peanut b+tter and jelly bullsh+t goin’ on, huh, brazey?
ya’ll n+ggas ain’t even worth my f+ckin’ rhymes, man
yeah, i tried to be modest on ya’ll b+tch ass n+ggas but i guess i am the f+ckin’ best, man
+sniff+ these old n+ggas comin’ out with this bullsh+t, man
you ain’t even got no ether for me, man, huh?
this n+gga older than me and still a little n+gga, man
+sniff+ but what i’ma do is…i’ma tell you a true story, this right here is true steels, this is real life right here
+sniff+ this little f+ggot n+gga nay nay
he’s a little dirtball, you know the n+gga on your block, that you, that p+ss on his+self, you might’a called him “shorty sh+t stain”
you know the shorty sh+t stain
that’s him
+sniff+ but anyway, man, besides that we see this f+ggot n+gga downtown at the w hotel
+sniff+ he from the bronx, queens
don’t let him fool y’all, he’s a f+ggot from the bronx, he comes over there to try and get a new identity with ya’ll, he’s a h0m+
please don’t be fooled
but anyway
we see this f+ggot n+gga down at the w
my man five finger knows the n+gga, he tells him “ayo where the f+ck you goin’? come here
you better fall back on this whole situation” he says “no, i ain’t got nuttin’ to do with it, i’m just tryna rhyme, i’m just tryna get on, i ain’t on it like that”
“you sure?”
“i’m, i’m sure”
“okay, you could leave now” we let him leave
i see the same b+tch ass n+gga at the mtv awards
with the kid, ah, wiz from oochie wally, and, um, my man e
e’s a young n+gga, he’s comin’ up, he’s a real n+gga, i tell you about e in a minute
but they want to give my number, you know, to squash the whole sh+t
and because of e, i gave them my number
i gave them my number only because of e, that was my little man, i used to give e, pies, he used to flip them sh+ts like he had spatulas
right in the bridge but that’s another story
so these dudes, i get a phone call about
three days later
some dude is on the phone “yo, i’m so and so, i claim this, i claim that, yo, yo, what set you claim”
i’m like “woah+woah+woah+woah+woah+woah, woah, woah, woah, what are you talking about, man”
“nah, i’m so and so, i’m only squashing this for nas and them, on the strength ’cause you claim this and your man’s is doing that and they claim this that and the third”
but while he’s talkin’, i hear a operator come on about two minutes later saying
“this phone call is from a federal prison in new york state”
i say “what kinda peanut b+tter and jelly sh+t is this?” you feel me brazey?
i hung the phone up on that b+tch ass n+gga
i mean what kinda, i’m, i, ay, it ain’t ev, that’s self+explanatory
i’m not even gon’ get into that
but worse than that
the kid e, back to my man e, e is with queensbridge, he’s from the bridge, he’s with nas and them, that’s just my man, we had some other business we did
i see him with nas at the mtv awards, he calls me about two weeks later
“yo, cam, i gotta go in, i got get ready do a bid, i need five hunnid dollars”
i’m thinkin’ to myself “wasn’t you just with nas and…you callin’ me for fiv”
i’m like it’s all good ’cause that’s my man from back in the days, you need five cash, you got it, boom, come meet me, you need five, you got five, but this dude is from the bridge [?] side, i mean, he’s with nas and them
if you don’t get the jist of what i’m tryna tell you, that’s like my jim jones, santana, one of them, going to nas askin’ for five hunnind dollars
your crew ain’t rollin’ right, huh?
my n+ggas, we got 2002, 2003, we on to 2004, they’ll be here this january, out, guarantee
but i mean this n+gga never been a leader anyway, man
he abandoned the firm, he yellin’ out bravehearts but runnin’ behind murder inc
yo, shout out to gotti, ja, ya’ll some smart ass n+ggas, man
i’m proud of ya’ll n+ggas, man
ya’ll gon’ have nas rappin’ another ten years for ya’ll n+ggas
you gon’ be workin’ for ja, he gon’ retire in two years, man
gon’ be 48 rappin’, you dumbass, huh
but what the f+ck i really expect, man? this n+gga can’t even control his baby+mother
this b+tch holdin’ press+conferences, goin’ to the newspaper, i mean like godd+mn
she got more press out this sh+t than everybody
me? i would’a grab my baby+mother by the neck, told her sit her ass down, read a book and be glad that you f+ckin’ know me, oh yeah
and y’all n+ggas lyin’ to these people, talkin’ ’bout n+ggas got my jewelry, man
i got robbed, please
check me, all the jewls is here, man, they ain’t goin’ nowhere
holla at your boy, man, stop lyin’ to these f+ckin’ people, man
stop, i’m the truth, man
but what i am gon’ do, i’ma double up
i’m put 8 rings on one hand
i’ma wear 42 chains
i’ma get another hole in each ear and i’ma start rockin’ 4 earrings at a time (yeah!)
and i’m comin’ out dolo
[?] [?] (we back home)
holla at your boy, man (oooooooh) (y’all know)
ayo santana, holla at these n+ggas, (oh) man
[verse: juelz santana]
this n+gga gotta be stupid (yeah)
nashawn, runnin’ his mouth, man, why did he do this? (what’s wrong?)
he don’t understand it’s not just the music, it’s war, violence included and i will abuse it (yep)
shoot and pop at your movement
don’t be mad ’cause we are the champions and ya’ll are the losersssss
y’all are the duckers, my squad is the shooters (uh+huh)
y’all are the pumpers, my squad is the movers, y”all ain’t f+ckin’ with us (no)
keep layin’ them dry threats (please)
i’ll make it hard for you to digest the food that you process (uh+huh)
now you really f+ckin’ with god’s best (come on)
i will point, i will aim and fly planes in your projects
you are nuttin’ but a sidekick
rollin’, strollin’ and holdin’ on nas d+ck (oh)
i’m a star standing next to a star (uh+huh)
see me, you see cam, you see a car next to a car (that’s right)
i see you, i see a man in the next n+gga car (no)
it’s obvious nas got no respect for his squad
you got sent on a doja mission, you’se a b+tch with hoe intention, you need to get f+cked
that’s why i sent some h0m+s to come get you (who?)
lolo, bobo and mister pump pistols (oh)
you f+ggots is done dizzle for rizzle
you f+ckin’ with boys that grip the pump pistols
talk about chains being sn+tched (what?)
cormega sn+tched yours and gave it back, pause (member?)
rewind
your peoples can’t ignore me, no ether can destroy me, i’m here for real, f+cker
[outro: jim jones & juelz santana]
f+ckers (yeah!) ([?] [?])
i heard you santana
yes sir!
this is none other, jim jones, n+gga
capo status
dipset, n+gga
you f+ckin’ lil f+ggot
nashawn, you a lil punk, man, i’m way out your league, and you know this mannnnn
i would’a send my ygs to come get you, i let lil nene f+ck you up, you lil f+ggot, man
i got couple things to say to you, man
my man liverson and po and them playin’ f+ckin’ roulette with your f+ckin’ punk ass, you f+ckin’ [?] you crying, man
listen, you know what else, man, how you gon’ go home, man?
you not allowed in the bx, man, no
you not allowed in ghost town no more, you heard me
please we gon’ ride on that, man
as for nas, man
i guess you ain’t muslim no more, man, so you know what that means
i’m gonna smack that f+ckin’ kufi off your f+ckin’ head, man ’cause i had a little issue with my awkies, man, they was tellin’ me be cool with the, with the little f+ckin kufi sh+t but no
here it goes, kufi straight off your f+ckin’ punk ass head
i called you a maphrodite before but you really a transvestite, you lil h0m+, man
and i’ma stop wasting my breath on you, man
you speaking to a ceo, n+gga, capo status, underboss, man
you not eve a don, man, you not even a capo, man
you under ja and them, man, i don’t know they [?] system but i know you a f+ckin’ lil doja in they regime, you lil f+ggot, man
diplomat records, man, that’s what’s up
you hear?
and i ain’t famous, man, all the famous people know me and i’m real right
so please do the history on that, holla

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