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Текст песни MC Ren - Keep it Real

MC Ren - Keep it Real слова песни

`That`s what the fuck I`m talkin` aboutThat real shit nigga`Living room packed, laid back on the flowNiggaz can`t see me on the madden with FriscoI`m runnin` fools straight to the dirtWhile my man Train talkin` on the phone, the evil curseNiggaz waste gas drivin` down the same streetsAnd hood rats wishin` for the passenger seatsFlag `em down, like they flaggin` down to get a taxiToo good to ride a bus, drinkin` is a mustAnother day kickin` back, the scientist is hard at workThinkin` how to get paid, kickin` back in the shadeOr call Will and Temple where my homie down by ZeenieWith the bald head it`s too hot for the beanieSittin` on the porch niggaz run the stop signHookers sell they bodies `round the way ain`t hard to findRight in the corner of McDonald`s parkin` lotPeepin` out their hair `cause that spot is hotAnd that`s real(CHORUS)(2x)Nigga gotta keep my shit realLettin` punk niggaz know how the fuck I feelPussy ass niggaz always wanna be aroundA nigga like Ren when I put that real shit downRandy up the street cuttin` up the fresh fadeAnd Compton P.D. around the corner `bout to raidThe yellow helicopter hangin` `round like a gnatAnd hood rats yellin` out a car where the party atMy robbin` train go and get a duceAnd niggaz `round the way don`t give a damn about a gang truceBut I gotta lotta love for my peopleAnd like they ain`t tryin`, niggaz just keep dyin`I won`t be like most niggaz and just come And shoot my video in Compton and disappear for a yearWe make fools like that shake the spotOne for the treble jack yo ass in the parkin` lot`Cause handkerchief headed niggaz come around fakin`Braggin` `bout that money they be makin`Boot lickin` butt dancin` niggaz just better chillBefore I tell `em how I feel and that`s real(CHORUS)Yeah, uh, break it downAll y`all busta ass niggazDo it like this, 1995Uh, yeah, come all y`all fake ass niggaz to thisGoin` to the pad hit the beach up on the pagerHere comes Korleone up the street in the mini-BlazerWhile the dominoes start to get shakin`The same time that the barbique start bakin`I don`t eat swine, but I take a turkey burgerI can`t fade worms, that books` full of termsHomies pass by, some stop and conversateOn a gang a topics we start to debateOn why in black neighborhoods is always towed downAnd white neighborhoods ain`t one piece a trash `roundSo we gotta do for self and quit bitchin`Recycle black dollars so we can roll ImpalasEvery street got their own rap artistOn every cover every brother got a gun tryin` to look the hardestBut some deserve a slap `cause they laid down they strapWhen they hear that`s a rap and that`s real(CHORUS)

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