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Gangsta Boo Miscellaneous Be Real (Intro) [Crunchy Black] Aw yeah, we fittin' to get into some shit called stayin' real It's one mutha-fuckin' thing to be real But it's another mutha-fuckin' thing to STAY real Meanin' stayin' real wit them mutha-fuckin' niggas who brought you into this shit 'Cause as quick as a nigga can bring you into this They can take you out of this If you know what I mean You know who I'm talkin' 'bout You know who you are Yeah [Gangsta Boo] 1 - Ain't nothin' but the real thing Scream you real if you real Ain't nothin' but a fuckin' thing nigga Kill or be killed How sweet it is, gots to give it to ya (I'm makin' my pay) Strugglin', strivin' to the top Livin' day by day Repeat 1 [Crunchy Black] Say you real - real enough to make a fuckin mil' Real - real enough to make a mutha-fuckin' field Every fuckin' word you say has gotta be real I hate you really feel that way (You know the business) A little somethin' for nothin' got you scared of it A little somethin' for nothin' got you fed up, fed up With all the playa haters, playa haters hangin' ? Now a nigga like me, put a little like somethin' in the rear Shoot nothin' but knowledge at your gate Crunchy Black look like the red Three 6 Mafia got you scared All I want is profit man Can't you niggas comprehend Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend Meet you niggas at the end, of the road, I suppose Used to have a fuckin' soul Now my soul's fuckin' stole Now I walk around you hoes 'Fraid like mutha-fuckin' foes Wonder why I'm keepin' dough Wonder why I lay a ho All I want is profit roll All I want, mo' money mo' Repeat 1 (2x) [Gangsta Boo] Get destroyed, get caught up in the line of fire Get your choice, get your pussy crew I get my Tear Da Club Up boys, brace yourself For the impact of the fuckin' Mafia Niggas ain't no stoppin' us Once we feel you crossed us Never bein' blinded by the pettiness your ass play Bust a free for ?? fuck niggas 24 hours a day Wanted to get paid, so I started this rappin' shit Now it be my name dragged through dirt for the fuck of it I know what it takes to win, that's why I fight with my pen There's so many haters on the outside tryin' to get they ass in Never be clever like Misses, that's why I got all you bitches Don't take it personal baby, 'cause everything is big business It's either kill or be killed It's either plantinum or gold Scream you real if you real (I'm real!) Say you hot if you cold I thought I told you never trust a busta that's on the loose Loose enough to send you fallin' without no parachute Repeat 1 (2x) [Gangsta Boo] What are we doin' to prepare ourselves for the new world order Come in just 2 years from now Teach us to give orders That the ones that's sellin' shit, the fit is here, she started Get departed early baby, for some shit, I'm so sorry To be tellin' you I see the signs of triggers & blood That was bum-rushed by thugs, intoxicated with drugs Not to be auspicious to ya by a nigga named Paul Now lyrics come from who watches over us all Lucifer, the light barrier Lucifer, the sun of morning Is it he who bares us light Down at night, I hear you callin' Light will overcome the darkness Can't you see that's bein' real Give us something you can feel Like Aretha with the sex appeal I would be like mostly high High enough to kiss the clouds Screamin' lotto triple 6 Take me where the devil's ? Bein' real, that's bein' me 'Cause you got a lady, see Down wit fuckin' nigga down wit Prophet P-O-S-S-E Repeat 1 |
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