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(*Helicopter propeller*)(Whisper getting louder)Real niggaReal niggaReal niggaReal nigga(C-Murder)Real motherfuckin nigga(C-Murder - in background)From the motherfucking Deadly SoundsOn to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking PoundNigga I walk with a real motherfuckin dirty gun with a motherfucking round Bitch! Chorus (2x):Real niggas and we ride on them bustasWe some real niggas scream fuck them motherfuckers(C-Murder)I smoke weed, when my mind gone, I aint trippingBullets flipping, young nigga bout that hollow chippingFliping Ki`s on the block, where them G`s atGot them hoes sucking my dick till they knees crackDrop top 6 all black with the black tintsI got them niggas pushing crack like a Mack 10A dollar short and I`m comingbout to have these fools runningHundred rounds humming, bout to break em off somethingCall my cousin Rock on the Mobile phone, he at homeMagnolia projects, straight from ClebourneIn the city, where the shitty niggas quick to give youA ticket to the morgue (nigga) after they kill youFuck the penn, cause if I go again, I`m a riderYou never catch me slipping, I got my heater right beside, uhRunning from the cops, cause the law, I don`t trust yaI`m a real nigga and I ride on them bustas, I`m a Chorus (2x)(Magic)What Shit!!! I sick and I`m tired of all the fakersNiggas be talking about they gonna keep it realNigga give me the strap and get in the back This shits is about to get real!!! (Ch Ch Chh)I came here a head-buster, a dome-crusherThey founded out I can rap and they told me put down the strap andsNow I`m getting paper screaming 9th WARDI real in this shit, I took it in blood its tatted on my armSo now when i ride I take the nine with (nine with me)It don`t take less than 2.5 to get me (Ha ha ha) I`m with C, I`m with Serv, and we smoking on some herbContiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerveWho gone ride with me (my niggas) Who gone die with me (my niggas)Who gone bust at these cowards with meWho gone ride with me (my niggas), I`m a Chorus (2x)(Mr. Serv On)Now Ke`Noe religious ass lay this fire ass motherfucking track oughta spare ride on you motherfuckers (ride)But I got a little something to take to these motherfuckers you them niggas them bullet suckers (bitch ass)You know them niggas that say they ain`t scared to diebut they`ll take a bullet? (Come On, You Scared)Well C and Magic, give me a pistol with a happy triggerI got ready to get home and sound some lootI`ma pull it, just to thinkI got this motherfucking tank by signing a contract (Hell No)Bitch you better get your motherfucking mind rightAsk Me how the fuck I act!I was riding on niggas blockwhen you niggas was still running from the cops (bitch ass)I done made a little motherfucking money so you think that shit gonna really make me stop (shit, never nigga never)I got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherfucking bleed (Come on T.R.U.!)So every drop that hit the ground nigga,for every round in the tank nigga you know I believe (believe)I done got bad on this motherfucking microphone (Hell Yeah!)But if C call me nigga and take one of you niggas homefuck, ride nigga, ha what (Lets Roll!)We someChorus (4x)Fuck all them motherfucking bitch ass, punk ass, playa hating pussy (Fuckin Right Nigga Ya Heard Me!)motherfuckers out there talking shitCause when I run up on you motherfuckers,

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