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jeezy - the realest lyrics

[verse 1]
supercharger, the same color as pj
(yeaaaaah) i got a champagne range
pick n-ggas off, i got a night-scope aim (bah)
audio, video, you caught on tape
that’s a way to get ya -ss sent upstate (dayyyum)
in 98′ i took them trips down to lauderdale
back and forth, like aaliyah
chances of gettin’ rich is like one-in-a-million
(hahaaaaa) or more like two-in-a-billion
flashin’ lights, my mind’s playin’ tricks on me
but the mini van still do tricks homie
swear the feds just starin’ at a n-gga
you know, you feelin’ ya heart fall into ya feet
summertime n-ggas still ridin’ with the heat
jeezy de niro, snowman pacino
real n-ggas love me because i talk that lingo

[chorus]
and i’m the mo’f-ckin’ realest
they lies, they phonies, they fakes
these n-ggas ain’t never sold the weight
and i’m the mo’f-ckin’ realest
they lies, they phonies, they fakes
these n-ggas ain’t never sold the weight
and i’m the mo’f-ckin’ realest
they lies, they phonies, they fakes
these n-ggas ain’t never touched the weight
and i’m the mo’f-ckin’ realest
they lies, they phonies, they fakes
these n-ggas ain’t never touched the weight
and i’m the mo’f-ckin’ realest

[verse 2]
nowadays, the gt’s glock black (cheaaa!)
the shoes on that motherf-cking 3-80 chrome
gotta be careful what you say on the phone
i’m 36 o’s away
from givin’ the mic up and goin’ back to the streets (naww)
what’s the difference, i still eat the same
a n-gga paranoid, i still sleep the same
you n-ggas rappin’ ’bout blow, like it’s a fad
n-gga this is my life, i ain’t tryna set trends
cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
heartless, maybe i need to see the wizard
until then, i’mma make it snow blizzards

[verse 3]
i stay on the block, and risk my life
day in and day out until a n-gga sold out
you n-ggas playin’, i show you what that street sh-t ’bout
hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
either way it’s gonna sell, still weigh it on the scale
you rappin’–ss n-ggas ain’t never sold no yams
i’m talkin’ sucka-free sundays and iced-out mondays
pin-up tuesdays and body-tap wednesdays
you was in the studio, i was on the block
in the kitchen at the spot goin’ hard with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppers by the door-ways

- jeezy lyrics

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