Big Tuck

Big Tuck - These N*ggas Ain't Real lyrics

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[Hook - 2x] <br />You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real <br />You niggaz ain't real, that's real <br /> <br />[Big Tuck] <br />You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that <br />We'll come to your doormat, (*gun shot*) hold that <br />Bitch niggaz talk down, real niggaz tote rounds <br />Move crack through the town, survived up and down <br />Been there done that, can't lose fuck that <br />Fall off bounce back, fake niggaz hate that <br />I know they do, whatever happens gotta stay true <br />Be real with a nigga be real with you, you get a chick Southside too <br />Stay on top of game, it's hard to shoot red beam to aim <br />Gotta get that change, disregard the fame <br />Why y'all niggaz hate, we shook back to divide up the cake <br />Won't stop we fill the plate, y'all niggaz better get it straight <br /> <br />[Hook - 4x] <br /> <br />[Trae] <br />These niggaz ain't real, I'ma show 'em the definition <br />Reputation of a asshole by nature, the truth is what niggaz missing <br />I'm gon expose some niggaz out here what the deal, quick to stealed <br />They never gon fight and they never gon kill, he's alright but he is not real <br />Say what you know about Trae, better yet what you know about Ro <br />Not too much but you niggaz know, these niggaz here never be hoes <br />For real I promise these niggaz, be putting me in my zone <br />Till they get pissed off and I get to clicking, get to running they bitch ass home <br />I forever Maab, Slow Loud And Bangin' never changing but rearranging <br />Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, then back to the West like Gary Payton <br />For the 2K3 they can't see me, we A.B.N. out S.U.C <br /> <br />Bitch niggaz better beat they feet, ain't no way you finna fuck with me <br />Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss, ain't no way you finna fuck with B <br />Jay'Ton, DSR hate the click and boys lose they teeth <br />I hope you feel what I'm telling y'all, if you don't then I'm swelling y'all <br />Straight up on the click, pull out the Mack and fuck 'em all <br /> <br />[Hook - 4x] <br /> <br />[Z-Ro] <br />These niggaz ain't real, they just act like they got nuts <br />24 murderer pull up and dump, like scared busters they telling us <br />I'm one of the best with a gun in my clutch and (danger), we blood rushers <br />Why blow with beef hopping out on fo' crutches, dedicate that to all busters <br />Guerilla Maab they running the streets, running thru sweets running thru freaks <br />They daily pertaining M double A-B, everyday for Screw it's R.I.P <br />One day Dinkie gon be free, no more Penitentiary <br />Up on the stage with us getting paid G's, cause I'm straight out of no cash <br />A broke motherfucker, named Z-Ro <br />That was a long time ago, because now I got some c-notes <br />I'ma waste my time in a Jag boy, looking for jackers in my rearview <br />Cause y'all motherfuckers be scheming, with a infrared beam in my rearview <br />But I ain't scared, been shot a few times but I ain't dead <br />Made some moves but I ain't red, on a block in Mo City ain't bled <br />So I claim that ass mine, when you revenge watch you out a vine <br />Homie you better respect my mind, or be the next nigga to get found face down <br /> <br />[Hook - 4x] <br /><br /><br />

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