L.E.$.

L.E.$. - The Real

rate me

[Intro:]

A nigga like me, man… a lot of hustle, man

Be feeling like one of them ball niggas you know

Like Bird, Magic or some

Yeah, you know a nigga ain’t burnt though,

A nigga could leave the league

But if I leave, the fans still gonna love me, man?

I can blow right here and… man

I’m so coco on these streets, man

Hash, weed, heroin (every dollar, motherfcukers)

As long as these niggas is feeling , a nigga like me can hustle!

Uh, rat 30 put the whip clean!

Yeah, it’s nice, my bitch mean!

Live like we’re on the big screen

Lil nigga with a big dream.

Now we’re living and used to have the minimum

Take it to the max, presidents, we’re getting them!

Young.. recognize that’s gentlemen

Old school Chevies, we flip in it!

Twisting them, it all comes up, till it all smoked up

Killing this shit, haters loud, choked up!

A couple of white bitches and they all coped up

Kids looking at the man like you’re all blown up, nah!

I got a long way to go, but my whip gassed up and my tires is good though

So you know we gonna ride till we get where we’re going

Whether we smell good and the money left flowing.

Hook:

It’s the real shit, nigga, make it real

Bump it in the trunk shit

Got you right around with the blood, nigga.

Hand on the grain and I sit on buck

Roll up a few mokers and they never know!

Cause it’s the real shit, nigga, make it real shit

Bump it in the trunk shit

Got you right around with the blood, nigga.

Hand on the grain and I sit on buck

Roll up a few mokers and they never know!

Look, look, camouflage looking like a killer camp

Ripping through your set like a nigga don’t give a damn

Don’t know who I am, but they know I’m somebody

They ain’t got style, so I know they gonna copy!

Low kid nigga got a key at my …

..getting in the streets

Nosy ass niggas wanna see through your teeth

Counting all your money, wanna know what you spend

Take off the rent, cause I better ….

I gotta a couple broads out, guess I gotta make the block.

Blowing on the best with some fresh OG

These rap cats funny, acting like they know me,

But they owe me, I’m paying back the weight

Set us cold killers, not the move that we make.

I see you, niggas, but it’s in my rear view

When your engine is fast, suckers ain’t near you

It’s the real!

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