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frayser click - real ass niggaz lyrics

chorus:
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, b+tch you know you gotta go
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, real+ real n+gga, yeah hoe
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, real n+gga mane, real n+gga
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real ass n’izz’igga’ro, real+ real ass n’izz’igga’ro

verse 1 (kee wee):
it’s time to take care my business with these n+ggas i got anna with
like a playa supposed to, got no time for no bullsh+t
triple the f+cking six, add one to make it seven
all about my hustle b+tch ’cause i’m down with that 211
kee wee gone let you know, this sh+t ain’t gone never stop
as long as you got hustlers selling rocks on the f+cking block
you n+ggas don’t get jealous, you need to get with this sh+t
we not f+cked up about it ’cause you b+tches don’t like the clique
n+ggas that run yo mouth, come back it up son
talking that crazy talk, is just sayin’ that he’s dumb
weak n+ggas at fair’s wanna jump, make a lot of noise
can’t take care they business by they self, wanna bring they boys
but i’m not gone buckle up, and shake like a d+mn leaf
i’m cracking these n+ggas skulls, straight down to the white meat
never gone be a punk, never gone be a lame
in memphis, tennessee, real n+ggas don’t never change
chorus:
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, b+tch you know you gotta go
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, real n+gga mane, real n+gga
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real ass n’izz’igga’ro, real+ real ass n’izz’igga’ro

verse 2:
come on now, n+gga stop traitin’, you ain’t got no f+cking dope
you that busta ass n+gga going around slangin’, so
listen mothaf+ckas talking sh+t, do it while you can
when i get full of that p funk, almost start to k!lling man
all you traiting mothaf+ckas violatin’ the clique
tryna put another n+gga down ’cause you ain’t got sh+t
n+gga shut yo ass up, go and work that f+cking job
425 and now what, mothaf+cka i’d rather steal and rob
lame ass n+ggas make memphis look so f+cking bad
when i get to hustling these n+ggas they bring up sh+t they used to have
i don’t wanna hear that sh+t, n+gga get about a hustle
times are getting hard, everybody’s out there f+ckin’ scuffling
scr+ping up the crumbs from the mothaf+ckin’ bread
buckshot’s flying past yo mothaf+ckin’ head
but this some real mothaf+ckin’ gangsta sh+t
and we some trill ass n+ggas in the f+cking cl’izz’ique
chorus:
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, b+tch you know you gotta go
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, real n+gga mane, real n+gga
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real+ real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse

verse 3:
hanging in the hood, full of that hay, scoping on some hoes
a n+gga pulled up in a bonnie, mane, with them bones and vogues
yeah this n+gga know we clean, tryna make us see them rings
bailed up, time to make a stang for that needy green
mane i’m lookin’ hard, yeah this n+gga having to be touched
didn’t wanna do it by myself, so scoop this n+gga up
that trick was booming weed, all he sold was quarter pounds
snorted some of that blow and start to loading up the milli’ round
pulled up right beside that trick, give me all yo cheese b+tch
don’t make me ask you twice or you gone get yo f+cking wig split
did this, sh+t without a mothaf+ckin’ problem
ballin’, down the street, who called them f+cking cops
that n+gga i was with had helped that trick onto my f+ckin’ plans
went back shot that b+tch in the head, ’cause he sold out on me man
now i’m on the run for a murder and a robbery
for staying real, takin’ care my business like a real g
chorus:
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, b+tch you know you gotta go
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real ass n’izz’igga’ro, real+ real ass n’izz’igga’ro
real ass n+gga and i’m down about the h’izz’ouse
real n+gga, yeah hoe, b+tch you know you gotta go
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw
real n+gga mane, i ain’t goin’ like some f+cking slaw

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