I'm Bout It movie

I'm Bout It movie - For Realz lyrics

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Song by Kane & Abel<br /><br>

[Kane & Abel talking]<br>

Pussy ass motherfuckers. Take me to play with. <br>

Okay, I'm bout to show these bitches. <br>

Fuck, I'm already dead, so I need some fuckin company <br>

you know what I'm saying. <br>

Okay little motherfucker, I'm a show you.<br>

you better protect yourself<br>

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[Verse 1 (Kane)]<br>

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Every time I wake<br>

I thank the lord for my eyes opening<br>

Cause I know some hoes<br>

Hoping that they close<br>

Niggas they want me deader<br>

Wet up my Cucci sweater<br>

Back back they better<br>

From the storm swarm of my berreta<br>

Down south hustlin<br>

T riding on daytons pouring like Gary Payton<br>

Scoring <br>

Haters they wanna catch me snoring<br>

I mean sleeping<br>

I seen them creeping<br>

In the rear view of the beamer<br>

Pull out the rueger<br>

With the built in laser beamer<br>

Committing felonies fuck misdemeanors<br>

Laugh now dick sucker cry later<br>

That AK 45 keep me live<br>

That's my motherfucking regulator<br>

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[Verse 2 (Abel)]<br>

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That's my brother Mr. Kane<br>

Mr. Abel<br>

10 g's on the table<br>

Bringin hoes ass niggas to they knees<br>

To the coffin from the cradle<br>

Lick the salt when I drink tequilla<br>

Hit the lemon grab the nina<br>

Everyday I come out the house<br>

I at least committ a misdemeanor<br>

Po-po drop it<br>

Cause they can't stop it<br>

Hittin niggas for they profit<br>

Touchin on these gangsta topics<br>

Breakin niggas and checkin they pockets<br>

No limit tight like a fucking chain gang<br>

Kickin shit like Jackie Chan<br>

Front these bitches from rags to riches<br>

But its just a ghetto thang<br>

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[Chorus x2]<br>

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Thugs that why they feel us <br>

Hoes wanna get with us<br>

Cause we so for realz<br>

haters they wanna kill us<br>

<br>

We turning busters into down south hustlers<br>

We turning busters into midwest hustlers<br>

We turning busters into west coast thugsters<br>

We turning busters into east coast hustlers<br>

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[Verse 3 (Kane)]<br>

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Niggas take they life like spillin a glass of milk<br>

Bests to take yo shit more serious<br>

Or you'll get killed<br>

Cause down south we bout drama<br>

Nigga we bout danger<br>

When you here my shit click click<br>

That send deadly missles in the chamber<br>

Ain't no studio in me<br>

G genuine<br>

My boy Lil Shawn to a slug in his spine<br>

That was mine<br>

If time could rewind<br>

I would've took it<br>

Death in my face I would've looked it<br>

I would've shooked it<br>

I'm from the hood so I pay my respect<br>

My nigga Clay took a fucking bullet in his neck<br>

We ain't found the killer yet<br>

But I bet<br>

We be ridin on some nigga set soon<br>

Sweepin up shit like a broom<br>

Ready to kill more niggaz than Platoon, it's DOOM<br>

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coming so for realz nigga<br>

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