Troy Ave - Real N*gga (Remix) lyrics
rate meFeat. Young Dolph, T.I. & Young Lito
(Intro)
I make these verses in a remix
To show you I will never change up
OG told me : _____(?) what never nigga think
It’s alright with a real nigga thing
(Hook)
I made my name up in these streets like a real nigga
I keep them pistols in my jeep like a real nigga
I make sure all my homies eat like a real nigga(I’m G.)
I fuck your bitch and go to sleep like a real nigga
Man all my pockets be obese cuz I deal nigga
A couple of boxes ain’t no sneaks, just some bills nigga
The way I handle all my beefs, I just kill niggas
If you a hunnit then you love me, I’m a real nigga
(Verse)
Studio thug, you can’t do what I does
I am really a plug, you just cool in them clubs
Before this rap I had bust, feds watchin’ and shit
They jam and deal on that roll, he ain’t cooperate shit
I hold ’em down with that cash for bein’ real like I knew
Loyalty ain’t no favor nigga, its just what we do
Bitch banz is the crew, we get wild like a zoo
But all time, we like chillin’ fuckin’ with hoers by the 2
Man it’s nuthin’, all these bitches is fuckin’
All these niggas is frontin’, I see ’em they don’t want nothin’
I smack, shoot, or snuff ’em
They don’t respect my name
Violence my go to move, I make them respect the pain
Mutherfuckers
(Hook)
(Verse)
Ain’t got a deal but my wip is half of mill nigga
Call me Bill, get your bitch and have a pill nigga
She say all she ever wanted was a real nigga
Gotta bunch down, damn rollie and a plug with
Got that four five on me and I drive in circle
Move mamma of the hood til the subirbs
Mamma ain’t got to work but her son gotta work
Fuck what she heard, real nigga gone first
I fucked your bitch and put it out like a real nigga
Milion dollar nigga but the streets are still with `em
Y’all can handle bitch, homie we’ll be run throw it
Everybody now ask me how I do it
(Hook)
(Verse)
Real nigga is one I could remember
I remember the shit,
Bank role I start, dope y fans
Can’t get that shit
Go up and down, fly away with that package
And we role, got that whole thing, we trap shit just like magic
My God, free my nigga B.G, free my nigga
And my nigga Mitch, and my nigga PeeWee
All marbling in the beats yeah
Right here wanna ride with me, right here on the digy
All my nigga bout it, bout, they talk about it
Our banz work no talk no body
Go figure!
I rather be a dead nigga on the road, nigga
Here’s to the millions, and here’s to the coke yeah
(Hook)
(Verse)
I’mma ten hunnit guna
Young bitgch be stune up,
I hit your girl all for one night
When I’m done I’mma pune up
I use to ball in the summer but now I ball ery day
I aint’shootin’ not jumpers, I’m shootin’ niggas that play
Look, what ever I lay, I got the glip in my pocket
Nigga see that I’m livin’ and they just dyin’ to stop me
But I’m here, I don’t care and I’m flyin’ in the air
Nigga with that attidune, with ice cobes in my ear
Haters looks like ______(?) but rup up on me, they don’t get
All that take are 2 banz to make them niggas dissapear
Like magic, nigga I’mma savage
Barely do drugs but for money I’m an addict
(Hook)
