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MOBB DEEP lyrics : "Real Niggaz"

[Intro Havoc]
Yeah y'all know what it is
Infamous has just entered the building

Yeah, yeah mama
Keep doing that just like that I like that
But you got one problem

You hanging with some real clowns over there
They some real clown killers
Shooting off in the air like that

aye yo son where my real thugs n' them at

[chorus x2]

If you live ^!$$% then you bussing your hammer
All my real ^!$$%z not having to stand up
^!$$%z better run or you'll be picking your man up

Clapping at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs

[Havoc]

One hammer two hammer three hammers four
H got drama with you I'm bringing it to your door
We get money on tours cuffin them broads

While we !@#%ting them all then passing them off
Peeling off in that Bentley coupe
Got ma wetting them draws

You know I keeps them in that birthday suit
She know once that she up in that ride
And we get pulled

The hammers going in between her thighs
Need a chick got to explain a thing
She hip to it the games in her blood

And down for the grind
Till the death rep M.O.B.B
You a problem with it then you know where to reach me

I give them the business
No mirrors or smoke screens
Either you live it you live it

Or you just fronting
This rap %#@! for life
P thats my Co-D

We go back like staircases and O.E.
Stop playing


[chorus x2]

[Prodigy]

^!$$% you thought wrong
Now look at you now
Look like sandwich meat with the ketchup sauce

But you was just hollering about
Infamous this infamous that
Your mouth was going off

Meanwhile we counts money piles
Till our fingertips green and them %#@!s is sore
But we prefer plastic now

Its nothing like when its your tour stacking cash on the floor
saran wrap to the top jumpoffs wont fall down
Its not my cash your (*##$ love

Its how I kill it on the song
And she get a taste of the dick
She open now

Its shiny like a door and I don't pay the (*##$ no thought
I got alot of gall
Thats what the (*##$ haal

While I'm leaving her sight my heart is real cold
Real hard on a hoe
But much much harder for the dough

It be a bloody slaughter when we through

[chorus x2]


[Havoc]
So don't get mad because your hoe probably sucking the kid

Attracted to the lifestyle of how us gangsters live
Teach her all about life
And the bees and birds

And how I shut that %#@! down when the beef occurs
And how I stick, and move all you see is a blur
Yo I'm a cool $$# dude until you push me sir
And cant nobody squash this beef
YOu get it on with us then you up %#@!s creek

Queens clique

[Prodigy]
Dont have me putting these bullets all in your $$#
Your era is done and your time is passed

We better and these is the simple facts
You real rusty
My ^!$$%z is built to last
And its on
We running around with our guns

Jewelery fit for pharaohs
Around our necks dun
In o four our thuns get the o six trucks
O lord
there is no saving us


[chorus x2]

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