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Текст песни K-Rino - You Ain`t Real

K-Rino - You Ain`t Real слова песни

(Verse One)I been bustin rhymes since 84And motherfuckers got the nerve to ask me to do a free showAint that a Bitch, with a capital BIf I rap it`ll be, for pay, here on out, never freeThis ain`t the day for being fraudEvery fool that gotta tape out in the rap gamebe swearin up and down they hardThe most pimpiness, the most mackinesspushin most keys, hardest nigga, most jackinessI used to have a lotta partners in the gameTill a struggle came, and just like a women, it make a man changeYou need to quit being fake and illegiteDon`t be asking me how many tapes I sold if you ain`t buy my shitSteppin to K-Rino, lips in a straight puckerLittle sweet potato pie ass motherfuckersThe game you runnin boy gon` get you straight killed or hurtTryna cap, when you know we both broke as dirt(Hook)Cuz you ain`t real, motherfucker, you ain`t realPoppin all that weak shit, thinking you got skillYou ain`t real, motherfucker, you ain`t realClaiming you the man when you out there in the field(Verse Two)I ain`t no gangsta, but sometimes I fuck around wit `emBut every homeboy that I roll wit`, they know that I`ll get down wit `emI spit my trash going deep from the past flowinI`m tired of girls walkin around wit they ass showinThe cash growin, gettin dollars shoved up your crackHalf them fools getta dance and snatch they paper backNext day she waitin, for the bus, on the cut, check it17 years old, dancing at there butt nakedDisrespected, unprotected, think you built to lastSame crusty little panties on your filthy assTalkin bout you own a good man, you lyin nowAt the motherfuckin flea market buying hairGetting ready to hit the club at 12 `o clock midCallin around tryna find somebody to keep your kidsGotta ??nuttin?? on the way, still smokin bluntsPregnant than a motherfucker, in the club at seven months(Hook)Cuz you ain`t real, lil mama, you ain`t realHoppin your ass in every car that pass, you better chillYou ain`t real, you ain`t real, lil mama, you ain`t realFake eyes, fake hair, fake nails, fake grill(Verse Three)I used to tell my little homeboy, "don`t run wit` them foolsAint nuthin but murder in them streets, why don`t you done go to school"Broke down all the drama that they gave K-RinoHow they show my album cover on that cop killin showHow ourself, and the government, keep holdin us backHow them punk ass, perpetratin hoes invented that crackHow a black man a sell is soul once he get richHow he fuck over a women and then call her a bitchNorth side against the south side, leave it aloneKillin eachother over land that we don`t even ownUnderstand that`s the plan, I`m tired of sayin that shitI`m smokin this, i`m smokin that, why the radio playin that shitI try to do right, but tonight, I might as well blastLet the preacher give the sermon while he sang for yo assAnd when I click, on these haters, all the laughin gonna stopPop pop, pop pop pop, till the whole world drop, cuz you ain`t real(Hook)You ain`t real, motherfucker, you ain`t realTryna buy some Jordans wit a 20 dollar bill (you ain`t real)You ain`t real, motherfucker, you ain`t realClaiming you my homeboy, but trick, I know the deal (you aint real)

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