Redman - Real Niggaz (feat. Scarface, Treach, Mally G & Icarus) Lyrics
[Icarus]Yeah, now, now is you mother*****ers ready for this? (c'mon)Do you really think you ready for this? (c'mon)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***** who's 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 stainsYou're *****-made, you ain't a gangsta you a sucker assThese niggaz scared of your bark {*barkin* but ***** I touch assand bust back, what's that?It's Face-mob in effectwith Icarus, Reggie, Jamal and TreachI told you that talkin wasn't shit to meSo ***** be more specific when you spit for me"It ain't 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 don't want no static[Chorus: Redman]Real niggaz - louderReal niggaz - louder, LOUDERReal niggaz - yoReal niggaz..[Redman]Yo, yo, yoIt's 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 front"SO 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, don't 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 Oprah's armAnd I know a old lady that'll choke they momsA attitude, that's what I don't walk withoutNigga I'ma 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, I'm 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 fo'I'm the nigga that the streets raisedI'm the nigga that'll make 3-ways outta nigga PJ'sThe nigga, that'll smack the shit out the DJif he don't give Icarus shit a replayPoker flush, y'all 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 ballsI'm real, I can sense danger and tap callsI'm real, I feel when haters wanna clap 'MalI look a nigga eye to eye when I speakI'm transparent, I can see if you a killer or a freakor a ***** that'll do anything to get richor a snitch that'll drop dime on the clickor a fake, that'll rather see me at my wakeor a Jake tryin to infilitrate, give me a caseI'm real like, *****, get the ***** out my faceI'm real like let me stick my dick in ya mouth, give you a tasteI'm a real nigga if I don't get no biggerI'm five-five, still knockin out tall niggazWe real niggaz plottin on dummies with tall figuresReal niggaz hands on forty caliber triggersBullets hummin, real like Redman's 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' singleWho's 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 G's a part of me, Icky slips his ownself mickiesin crowded armories, ***** with Redman you're a dead man at the robberyYou'll be (?) Adebisi greasy put him on to me, ***** THATI'm 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
