Quilly - Real One (Benja Styles Remix) lyrics
rate meFt. Biggie Smalls
(Intro)
I'm a real one (that's a real nigga for ya)
(Verse: Biggie)
Back up, chump, ya know Biggie Smalls rips it quick
And kicks it quick, ya know how black niggas get
Wit the hoods, fatigues wit the boots wit trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' k's, makin' crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue--take my loot, and I'm baggin' ya
Pimping hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos
Flash the roll, make her wet in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga's style is unorthodox!
Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they muthafuckin' back out
That's a real nigga fo' ya
(Hook)
She gon' bust it for a real one
She gon' pop it, she gon' jab it for a real one
She said she betta hit another real one
Go put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
Streets love me, I'm a real one
Got everybody fuckin' with me, I'm a real one
Now who the hottest in the city, I'm the real one
Now put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
(Verse 2: Biggie)
When we smoke spliffs, we pack 4-5ths
Just in case Dread want to riff
He get a free lift to the cemetery, rough very
Not yo ordinary: we watch ya get buried
That's a real nigga fo' you
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script, and rip yo lawyer
Spit at the DA, cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck bout yo ass anyway
Up North, bound first stop fo' the town
Of Fishkill, where the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a supa Hoover doodoo stain remover
Haha! Yo G, pass the Buddha
(Hook)
She gon' bust it for a real one
She gon' pop it, she gon' jab it for a real one
She said she betta hit another real one
Go put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
Streets love me, I'm a real one
Got everybody fuckin' with me, I'm a real one
Now who the hottest in the city, I'm the real one
Now put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
(Verse 3: Quilly)
First of all, I'm a real one
And shawty fuckin' with ? cuz she a real one
I'm with my hitter, he gon' hit ya, he the real one
And I ain't leavin' out the county till the bills done
I'm buyin' bottle for anybody, you ain't hang with just anybody
? person, coolin' on anybody(?)
She been with a lotta hitters, but not with the real one
She want a D-boy, she want a real one
Giuseppe, Finny, baby, Ferragamo
I'mma take ya to ? McDonalds
She taller these lings, she taller as fuck
She said she want a real one, come ride with a boss
(Hook)
She gon' bust it for a real one
She gon' pop it, she gon' jab it for a real one
She said she betta hit another real one
Go put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
Streets love me, I'm a real one
Got everybody fuckin' with me, I'm a real one
Now who the hottest in the city, I'm the real one
Now put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
(Verse 4: Quilly)
I got a presidential rollie, it's a real one
My bitch ass fat, it's a real one
And if she bust it open on some real ones
I got that outfit with the 30., that's a real gun
I knew I was a real one since a young'n
I grew up in the projects, now look at how I'm stuntin'
I started with an onion, now I got a lotta ?
And em bitches know I'm stuntin'
Now they buggin' cuz I'm buzzin'
But I treat em like it's nothing
Prolly cuz I'm a real one
I came in the game real and I'm still one
Now shout out to my day-1s, they the real ones
There be the same hitters with me when the deal come
(Hook)
She gon' bust it for a real one
She gon' pop it, she gon' jab it for a real one
She said she betta hit another real one
Go put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
Streets love me, I'm a real one
Got everybody fuckin' with me, I'm a real one
Now who the hottest in the city, I'm the real one
Now put yo bottles in the air if you're a real one
