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Låttexter: Billy Blue. Real Nigga Talk.

I got real nigga ways thata neva change
I keep it on point for hoes n bustas in da game
she on my dick as soon as she heard a niggah name
tellin me all type a shit
swearin thata niggah'll lick
I got a plan to get this money nonstop
dem hoes see my vision
thats why dem bitches flop
dem hoes pussy pop as soon as I drop da top
OH-five off my lane come n get yo ass shot
boom boom boom on yo bitch ass, pussy niggahs
watchin my sprillas, hatin tha kid, deuce roll villa
I'm lookin good niggah, you livin fantasies
I keep it hood niggah
If a special on my mind den I'll address ya
I got da type of beef that will make ya momma stress ya
don't come around the crib
don't come around da block
don't come around da hood
dem boyz got it hott

REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK
REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK (4X)


if a pussy niggah in there, he can see me
tell him holla at me
ain't no problem daddy, just know that I'm trigga happy
I be paranoid, I don't trust a damn soul
my pockets too swole, I know how da game go
I analyze hoes, break em down, in-and-out
plottin on a niggah riches knowin what dey ass bout
that pussy so good, that head smokin homie
its how she put it on me, let me kno that bitch for me
WHOA, I ain't slippin about nothin muthafuckas
I ain't doin shit but full-time hustlin'
I got my mind on my money and the way I'm gon get it
is my own in discussion, tell em
and my go getta mind-state
you kno its give or take

I gotta stay straight
pussy niggahs hate
you kno I would relate
but the difference is I ain't stayin down an empty plate, niggah


REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK
REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK (4X)


I ball neva fall cuz I neva had cash
wat you smokin on niggah gon head pass that
I reminisce on the days I didnt have a dolla
niggahs ain't talk
bitches ain't holla
almighty father, what a niggah gotta do to get it
I keep my faith in you, but I question my livin
been bustin n givin
I'm about to hit a lik
I'm on my dick
keep me outta prison
WHOA, ther dey go, ther dey go
let me make it out alive
count yo momma 4-4
hear dem sirens, sound like da po-po
see dem comin around da corner
fuck niggah get low
hit da cut, puffin on a 50-pack
tellin fools we hit da lik
glowin wasn't havin that
pullin straps, bustin that, niggahs tryna get away
thats whatta real niggah go thru
just to get paid

REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK
REAL NIGGA WAYZ, REAL NIGGA TALK (4X)