Redman - Real Niggaz Lyrics
[icarus]Yeah, now, now is you mother*****ers ready for this? (cmon)Do you really think you ready for this? (cmon)Do you know that you ready for this, huh?We gon see if you ready for this[scarface]I be the street sweeper niggaQuick to leave your whole block shook and shot atFrom *****in round with the mi-dackEleven, twenty-four, act 47***** whos standin around them get close up and down andI done came here to get brainsShoot you twice in your stomachThen leave your boxin shorts full of shit stainsYoure *****-made, you aint a gangsta you a sucker assThese niggaz scared of your bark {*barkin*} but ***** I touch assAnd bust back, whats that? its face-mob in effectWith icarus, reggie, jamal and treachI told you that talkin wasnt shit to meSo ***** be more specific when you spit for meIt aint shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degreeA discharge from a dick diseaseYou lil maggot, part time thug for a faggotPlastic-ass chump, you dont want no static[chorus: redman]Real niggaz - louderReal niggaz - louder, louderReal niggaz - yoReal niggaz..[redman]Yo, yo, yoIts funk doc, I thought you knewPpp in the back and they parkin to, jumpThorough borough, bricks, ashy elbow kidI ***** chicks off elmo flicksMy tape is off safety, tongue the gunMouth to barrel, I spit, it numbs the frontSo what cha what cha wannnt? yo, my boys is beastieWe grew up untamed, unemployed and eatinYou sharks in the water, avoid the deep endWe only ***** chicks that enjoys the beatingsYoung ike turners, disco infern-ersConcentratio camp, nobody turn upI roll up a x that came with kitsLeave you with nightmares dana dane was with (niiight-marrres)I can train yo *****, with a chain and whipIt, blow the block down while I change the clip[icarus]Yo, dont approach me wrong, little kids call me smokey-monCause the blunts that I light set off smoke alarms {*beep beep*}And I stand on the corner til my coke is goneNiggaz wanna get they ice picks, poke the donBut they know I got a gun big as oprahs armAnd I know a old lady thatll choke they momsA attitude, thats what I dont walk withoutNigga ima time for it, you just talk aboutIc is the man, and I never been to japanGot a japanese ***** with my dick in her handThis is the plan, Im about to get in the vanGo and get rid of the man, I done did it againSkunk I blow, then off to the trunk I goPull the pump out slow, dump out foIm the nigga that the streets raisedIm the nigga thatll make 3-ways outta nigga pjsThe nigga, thatll smack the shit out the djIf he dont give icarus shit a replayPoker flush, yall niggaz joke too muchAnd my gun got cancer, it smoke too much, we[chorus][jamal]First of all you gotta have balls unlike some who act hardI was real ever since I shot out my pops black ballsIm real, I can sense danger and tap callsIm real, I feel when haters wanna clap malI look a nigga eye to eye when I speakIm transparent, I can see if you a killer or a freakOr a ***** thatll do anything to get richOr a snitch thatll drop dime on the clickOr a fake, thatll rather see me at my wakeOr a jake tryin to infilitrate, give me a caseIm real like, *****, get the ***** out my faceIm real like let me stick my dick in ya mouth, give you a tasteIm a real nigga if I dont get no biggerIm five-five, still knockin out tall niggazWe real niggaz plottin on dummies with tall figuresReal niggaz hands on forty caliber triggersBullets hummin, real like redmans fifth comin..[treach]Trigger treach..Bastards blunts, buddhas bullets black gats is the lingo!***** a jolly jingle, old *****es break for bingoChristmas time I crack yak and kris with kringleGettin funk from nymphos and scratch my nuts witcho singleWhos the game scratcher minus the rap mastersName is heyyy, with the gay(? ) g afterMy thugs on the street with the heat, listen to meSee them diamond d.m. medallions, snatch! you give em to meMally gs a part of me, icky slips his ownself mickiesIn crowded armories, ***** with redman youre a dead man at the robberyYoull be (? ) adebisi greasy put him on to me, ***** thatIm a throwin flames fanatic, bashin brains come at itBeat you with the shit that they used to frame the atticYour skank-ass go voo-doo, poodle-wig wearin rashyRusty and trusty, musty-wack-nasty
