the young philosophers – real $hit lyrics
[intro: dr. sprouts + el jefe]
“man drop that sh-t for these f-ck n-ggas”
yah! mothaf-cka what’s up?
n-gga (oh yes my n-gga)
black people versus white people supreme
f-ck… n-gga!
(yeah! n-n-n-gga, oh!)
we them n-ggas, we them big -ss f-ckin n-ggas
(wonderful, wonderful)
the biggest n-ggas around here!
f-ckin up this town
(oh yeah, oh fu-fu-f-ck it up!)
ohhh yeah, sprouts!
[verse 1: dr. sprouts]
b-tch what is you sayin
you dumb n-ggas ain’t got no game
goin up like a plane
all my n-ggas insane
blowin up all this sh-t, call me osama
b-tch i ain’t black, you don’t call me obama
all their goons k!llas
all their dogs k!llas
f-ck around with vanilla
yah, i always go fast
nope, don’t finish last
all of you lame n-ggas stuck in the past
lower your flags to f-ckin half mast
d-mn that’s just nasty
b-tch (shake them -ss cheeks)
go suck a d-ck
sprouts never quit
yp, that’s some real $hit
[hook: sprouts]
n-gga im about that real sh-t
pull up with that real spit
goin ham on these f-ckers
that’s some real $hit
that’s some real $hit
n-gga, that’s some real $hit
goin ham on these f-ckers
that’s some real $hit
[verse 2: el jefe]
my name is el jefe
but some people call me jeef
i got six hoes
but only three of them can queef
i f-ck with brown friends
and they all eat beef
i got six whips
but only two have seen the streets
and the sh-t is young philosophers
no one thinking of stopping us
no one thinking of popping us
cuz we just f-cking dropped a bomb
on everyone that was mocking us
everyone that was trash talking us
everyone that said i was so brown…
that i couldn’t drop this verse, b-tch
[hook]
[verse 3: thurnis]
(i have an erection!)
yeah, real $hit
pull up on y’all with some real spit
don’t mess with yp, we got the real hits
and ain’t n0body f-ckin with my brown clique
uh, so don’t around b-tch
you know we lay yo -ss down b-tch
fall face first on the ground b-tch
i got the crown b-tch
give me the town b-tch
we got too rich, now i got cash to burn
all these motherf-ckers got a lot to learn
so hold up on those pictures please
ya boy gotta make history
when i’m gone, know y’all missin me
so i know ain’t n0body dissin me
so call me chief keef
cuz all i do is bang bang
[hook]
[outro: thurnis]
yeah, my name thurnis!
real $hit, first single off yp ep
waddup? shoutout!
shoutout to my momma
shoutout to russel’s momma
shoutout to el jefe’s momma
shoutout all y’all mommas
i love y’all mommas
…yeah
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