LOUIEVILLE SLUGGAH - Real Nigga Shit lyrics

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(feat. Doc Holiday, Starang Wondah)

[Chorus: Louieville Sluggah]

Niggas wanna be like Henny, niggas is mad cuz I'm Henny

Niggas even hate me cuz I'm Henny, still good and plenty, scream Henny

Up late, clonin pennies, sippin on Henny

[Louieville Sluggah]

I'm double parked on the Av., I see my staff

They watchin shorty wop jump out and into a Jag

She got harassed, she's mad, closed off fast

I'm yellin out to her, "Please, love don't crash"

But here they roll up the opposition

I had to form and make the D's, take a detour

Comin on these blocks, you gonna need more

Before we blow the door up off the hedges

Somethin for rememberin, all they knew was Timberlands

Had to switch up, cuz they swore it was our emblem

Bullshittin, traffic gave me tickets, snatched it then I ripped it

Jumped in, Rock flippin, now I'm out whippin

[Chorus: Doc Holiday]

Niggas want respect like Doc, bash ya phat check like Doc

Catch wreck on the block like Doc, hot sex on the spot like Doc

Ya niggas can't fuck wit me, that nigga D-O-C

[Doc Holiday]

Grease them wills, you lack the skills it takes to beat me

Try to greet me from behind, heard your hills was squeaky

Peep me, L S squared, double O blowin

Hot as my next flight, where you, where the fuck we goin?

Big tits, big ass, big lips, I bet it's D.D.

and that ho can't wait to see me

Charge everybody and for us it's a freebie

Word to my fam, and Breevoid, Omar and G.B.

And my brother's Kay, knockin down a quarter century

In the penitentiary, mad niggas mention me

If it's hell for you, nigga save a cell for me

While I loose these fools, tryin to pick and choose my destiny

Next to me, be my M.F.C. runnin shit

Walk that fine line between rhyme and crime syndicate

Been through it, from a corner to a sale

You'se a corner if you tell, Doc Holi' makin you yell

[Chorus: Starang Wondah]

Niggas wanna be like Starang, in the day blowin g like Starang

Word up push a fly v like Starang, aiyo ya bitch

niggas can't see Starang

Who? Roll a double d like Starang

[Starang Wondah]

Word up, word up, time after time, word up

After smoke dime after dime

and then commence to writin rhyme after rhyme

Word up, I outta let my nigga Doc knock ya head clear off

Actin like you don't know cuz my crew took a year off

And you can't recognize Henny because he cut his hair off

And then ya get into the streets, ya bitch ass wanna have a stare off

Niggas that I thought that I knew was live

Fucked up in the game, like niggas sellin two for five

They crew is jive, night after night losin sleep

Them niggas weak, ain't got no heat, and on they block can't eat

I'm strictly street, these wack niggas sware they be spittin

But I stay kickin better shit, on Christopher N. Pickens

Smokin and bullshittin, but it's different nowadays

A nigga stay in the studio, makin power plays

Word up, I turn on my television, you ain't even knowin that

Aiyo, this nigga flowin now, aiyo that's how it's goin down

Magnum Force ready for any showdown, word up

Still reppin from ninety now pass two thou'

When it's on, and it's on, word up, word up, word up