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cuban link - for my real niggaz lyrics

[intro]
this is for my real n+ggas
my packin’ steel n+ggas
my hundred dollar bill n+ggas
yo, yo

[chorus]
yo, this is for my real n+ggas
ready to k!ll for what they feel n+ggas
ill n+ggas from forest to ranch, lil ville n+ggas
who knew me back when i was just lil phil n+ggas
what the deal, n+ggas? nothing changed, still a real n+gga
i still remember chillin’ on the hill with ya, dealing grills with ya
flippin’ in heaven and grabbin’ steel with ya
to all my n+ggas, rich or poor, you know i’m still with ya
you kept it real with me so i’ma keep it real with ya

[verse 1]
yo, yo, this is for my homies, my only true n+ggas that really know me
we grow next together drinking forties and smoking stogies
flipping on bums for no reason, drunk running from police
oding off of weed every friday like craig and smokey
cutting school up in tony’s house running nothing but orgies
i hold all these memories like a trophy, we used to roll deep
a bunch of naughty shorties sporting fades and baldies
getting paid on the low+key, we were never scared to hold heat
and even though my father told me they phony, full of bologna
i love my homies, they were there for me
slowly but surely, i’ma blow so we can all eat
born legit so i’ma leave the hustlin’ to oakley
throwing block parties from twenty+three park to holmes street
with all my dogs wilding out together without no beef
it’s so deep, it makes my eyes go weep
just +n+lyze the code of the streets
i ride or die for all my homies for real
[chorus]
yo, this is for my real n+ggas
ready to k!ll for what they feel n+ggas
ill n+ggas from forest to ranch, lil ville n+ggas
who knew me back when i was just lil phil n+ggas
what the deal, n+ggas? nothing changed, still a real n+gga
i still remember chillin’ on the hill with ya, dealing grills with ya
flippin’ in heaven and grabbin’ steel with ya
to all my n+ggas, rich or poor, you know i’m still with ya
you kept it real with me so i’ma keep it real with ya

[verse 2]
yo, yo, i got ya back, twin, packin’ a mac when i’m attackin’
even if it’s one against ten, count me in to the end
’cause for my men, i’m going all out
just call out my name in need, i’ll make a n+gga brain fall out
nuff love for my blood brothers, some rough motherf+ckers
who bust slugs, that’s why i put ’em above others
’cause some n+ggas ain’t real, they talk mad sh+t
then when it’s time to flip, they hit the track and field
i’m packin’ steel for them backstabbin’ f+ggots
i gets more attention then car conventions at jacob javits
so all aboard, here’s the final call
me, dog, the punisher and triple seis go back like spinal cords
we been through thick and thin, seekin’ in predictaments
but still we said chill because we learned more from listenting
to each other, the blood brother slug will never die
that’s why i got you all locked inside
[chorus]
yo, this is for my real n+ggas
ready to k!ll for what they feel n+ggas
ill n+ggas from forest to ranch, lil ville n+ggas
who knew me back when i was just lil phil n+ggas
what the deal, n+ggas? nothing changed, still a real n+gga
i still remember chillin’ on the hill with ya, dealing grills with ya
flippin’ in heaven and grabbin’ steel with ya
to all my n+ggas, rich or poor, you know i’m still with ya
you kept it real with me so i’ma keep it real with ya

[outro]
yo, it’s a family thing, only my crew understands
y’all don’t wanna f+ck around
yo, it’s a family thing, only my crew understands
life or death, they hold me down
yo, it’s a family thing, only my crew understands
k!llings from the hood be down
yo, it’s a family thing, only my crew understands

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