Real Niggas and Real Bitches lyrics

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B.G. lyrics : "Real Niggas and Real Bitches"

[talking]
Ahh yeah ^!$$%s, yeah uh-huh, uh
We bout to get it ooh, we bout to get it off the chain

^!$$%, real ^!$$%s real (*##$es come on

[B.G.]

You know Gizzle on fire, the hottest around
I layed low a minute, ^!$$%s try to count me out
Thought I was through cooked, just gone with the wind

Thought you could stick a fork in me, better think again
Man I'm here to stay, ^!$$% I'm built to last
Chopper City in this (*##$, there's no realer than that

Now where my killas at, my drug dealas at
I mean my mother$#[email protected], get it how you livers at
Now where my (*##$es at, my street (*##$es at

My lap dancing, drop it like it's hot (*##$es at
You know I'm loving them, ooh when I'm $#[email protected] them
I get all up in them, bust a nut all up in them

^!$$%s are kissing them, I shake my head at them
They just don't know, I done shot all kind of lead in them
Yeah give me them grits, I put this butter in em

Stir em up, that yellow color in em

[Hook - 2x]

I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, $#[email protected] with me
I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, $#[email protected] with me
I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, $#[email protected] with me

If you fake ^!$$%, I don't need you $#[email protected] with me

[B.G.]

I'm from New Orleans, home of the Mag, Memph and Callio
You know we bout it ^!$$%, we the murder capital
Fo' hundred 21, that was in '94

It's 2003, to that number we added bout fifty mo'
See bout eleven of em, I done done it myself
There's one left in a dozen mo', I got under my belt

I tote them handguns, but I love them K's and %#@!
Them rifles with drums ^!$$%, and banana clips
I'm off the block ^!$$%, and it's flooded with thugs

It's hot with them people, and believe infested with drugs
Dope, coke and weed, extasy MV's
We got it all ^!$$%, whatever you want or think you need

I'm a young dog, ^!$$% I stand tall
My back against the wall, I'ma ball till I fall
^!$$% keep it real, that's a street law

And never tell what you heard, or what you seen or saw

[Hook - 2x]


[B.G.]
I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, thugging with me

I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, thugging with me
I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, thugging with me
If you fake ^!$$%, I don't need you thugging with me


I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, running with me
I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, running with me

I got real ^!$$%s real (*##$es, running with me
If you fake ^!$$%, I don't want you running with me


Come on uh, I don't want you $#[email protected] with me
^!$$%, I don't want you running with me
^!$$%, I don't want you thugging with me

Huh, you can't be bucking with me

Now I'm a real ^!$$%, I $#[email protected] with real ^!$$%s

I deal with real ^!$$%s, only the real ^!$$%s
I $#[email protected] with real (*##$es, I deal with real (*##$es
Huh-huh, only real (*##$es


[talking]
Yeah, Chopper City ^!$$%, wide O ^!$$%

Chopper City ^!$$%, huh, we leave you
We'll leave you wide open ^!$$%
So $#[email protected] everybody ha, ^!$$%

Throw your hands up, throw your sets up
Throw your hood up, ^!$$% throw your block up
Throw your side up, ^!$$% throw your side up
Throw your iron up, ^!$$% throw your nine up ^!$$%
Throw your ki's up, ^!$$% uh, huh, hold your blunts up ^!$$%

What yeah, ah yeah, I'm loving this ^!$$% ha
You gotta be loving this ^!$$%, uh
B. Gizzle, G'd up and soldier down what
B. Gizzle ^!$$%, you know I'ma hold it down
B. Gizzle ^!$$%, G'd up and soldier down

Huh, ^!$$%

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