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pistol - them nigga'z ain't real lyrics

artist: pistol
album: they shoulda k!ll’d me
song: them n-gga’z ain’t real

you was a k!lla
on the m-th-ph-kkin’ streets
but in the county
you gettin’ that -ss beat
i always knew you was a hoe
i got’ a call from my n-gga
said they put that -ss on the do’
had you hollerin’ like a b-tch
without yo’ m-th-ph-kkin’ glock
n-gga you ain’t sh-t
but in the hood
you was known fa’ bein’ hard
but now my n-ggas got that -ss
hollerin’ fa’ the gaurds
it’s too late for cryin’
you shoulda thought about
the sh-t n-gga while
you was firin’
takin’ some innocent n-ggas life
and got his mama cryin’
hard enough the otha night
just like they say
what goes around
must come around
you k!ll’d the n-gga
now you gettin’ that -ss beat down
if you’s a man when you did the crime
then b-tch be a man
when you do the time
cause if you can’t
take the heat
then put yo’ glock down
cause if you don’t
you gettin’ that -ss whooped
and locked down
cause when a n-gga catch a case
he don’t tell you
how it really is
just ask the n-gga in his cell
them n-ggas ain’t real

chorus:
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped

i knew this n-gga
in the game
who was strong fa’
slangin’ caine
but the n-gga was a
straight up b-tch man
he used to roll wit’ a car
full of n-ggas
they all talked gas
but they was hoe’s
behind the trigga
i showed him no respect
cause he’s a true b-tch
got jacked by a n-gga
didn’t do sh-t
he got jacked by
some n-ggas on the east side
hit his -ss for 3 birds
and let the sh-t ride
and sh-t like that
makes me mad
because the n-gga
jacked his -ss
without a ski mask
they must a knew
he was a hoe
cause they showed they face
if that was me
it’d be a m-th-ph-kkin
murda case
cause i’d be d-mned
if i’m let a n-gga
take my sh-t
call me b-tches and hoes
but pistol whip my b-tch
and have me standin’ there stupid
wit’ a f-cked face
got my hands
not the lands
now it’s rough tate
cause that n-gga wasn’t real ‘g’
befo’ a n-gga take
my sh-t
‘dem n-ggas betta k!ll me
cause i’m a show ’em
what the deal is
that n-gga was a hoe
‘dem n-ggas ain’t real

i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped
i always knew he was a hoe
you come to me wit’ that sh-t
you gettin’ popped

i heard a rumor
that they said
i was broke
i didn’t have a six-fo’
and another so def
but ‘dem n-ggas
don’t know me
the same n-ggas
that’s talkin’
was the ones
that’s hollerin’ fo’ me
but b-tch
i don’t think so
my sh-t is nation wide
and ‘dem n-ggas still loco’
i’m doin’ tours
while ‘dem n-ggas
doin’ talent shows
i ought to take
my f-ckin’ glock
and straight clown
‘dem hoes
cause if you got
sumtin’ to say
say it in my face
ew’ if ya’ do
it’d be a m-th-ph-kkin’
murda case
catch his -ss on stage
and represent
me and my boyz
in the audience
wit’ the techs
bustin’ caps
at yo’ -ss
straight gunnin’ man
got ‘cha jumpin’
like hammer
doin’ a runnin’ man
so if you got
sumtin’ to say
keep it to yo’ self
cause talkin’ bad
about pistol’s bad
fo’ yo’ health
so b-tch
raise up
to this real sh-t
you betta ask
a m-th-ph-kka
who you f-ckin’ wit
cause i’m a show you
what the deal is
[ey’ yo’ p
you want me to
straighten ‘dem hoes]
‘dem n-ggas ain’t real

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