Текст песни Fabolous - Real Talk (123), слова песни Fabolous

Текст песни Fabolous - Real Talk (123)

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[Intro]On them streetsYou better keep your hand on them heatsAnd live what you sayin` on them beatsReal talk..[Verse 1]They ain`t walkin` the walk, they just talkin` the talkSome people look at me as the real talk of New YorkI ain`t these like these niggaz who be feinin` to frontLike they the first to ever put green in a bluntLook I don`t be meaning to stunt, but I zip down like jeans in the frontIn somethin` that you seen and you wantBut otherwise I`m cool wit` itThey say only the ones who never had gon` get and act a fool wit` itEverybodys` gangsta through the promotionEven if they raised in a house wit` a view of the oceanThe bangers is growin` upsetCuz` ya` ass is on t.v. throwin` up setsAnd you know you ain`t like thatBut you`ll say that you isGo and rent a bunch a shit and and then say that its hisYou ain`t a pimp or you wouldn`t go to dinner wit` groupiesAin`t a baller cuz` you wouldn`t put spinners on hoopties[Hook 2X]1-2-3; you don`t really wanna fuck wit meGet in the way you could get yourself shotFuck the cops, you on my blockFuckin` wit a gangsta nigga[Verse 2]How can niggaz say they be on the other side of the seas`Where the steering wheels are on the other side of the v`sAnd the home look like the spot on the other side of the c`sWhen they ain`t never been on the other side of the p`sI ca` see through em`, ya tents are too lightEvery sentence you write is far from the truthYou wanna be that nigga you are in the boothBut you ain`t got the heart, the scars, or the proofAnd now you flash ya` shirt tag in our grillBut I`m hearin` you was a dirtbag before the dealYou walk around talkin` how every dime suckedWhen they don`t even speak to you, nevermind fucked youYa` hood sayin` don`t come backStep foot in here, and they gon` put you where you won`t come backDog, how the fuck you gon` have keys in ya` houseWhen ya` moms` won`t even give you keys to the house loser[Hook][Verse 3]Nigga you in the mirror, checkin` what your make ups` lookin` likeTryina fool the world wit` a Jacob look-a-likeJiving like you hold stacksBut ya` car is ten years old homie, ya` drivin` in a throwbackThey gon` strip you, have you runnin` naked nextWithout security you like unprotected sexYou ain`t never gon` finger a triggerAll you do is look in the mugshot book and finger a niggaI real recognize real, you`d be a john doeYou livin` in a closet and call it a condoI don`t member you as a slinger that was on the benchJust a little scrub ass ringer in the tournamentsNow they try to blame the fall of hip hop on fansNah, I think its these hip hop con mansStudio gangstas is played out nowThis ain`t the eighties, battle raps`ll get you layed outFucka[Hook][Outro]1-2-3; and any time that you on them streetsYou better keep your hand on them heatsAnd live what you sayin` on them beatsReal talkReal talkIt`s really really really really real talkIt`s really really really really real talkIt`s really really really really real talkIt`s really really really really real talk

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Real Talk (123)

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