- Votes:
- Composers:
- Thomas Dolby
- Red Spyda
- Albert Johnson
- Joe Kerr
- Kejuan Waliek Muchita
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- See also:
Mobb Deep - Real Niggaz lyrics
Yeah, y'all know what it is
 Infamous has just entered the building
 Yeah, yeah, mama
 Keep doing that just like that I like that
 But you got one problem
 You hanging with some real clowns over there
 They some real clown killers
 Shooting off in the air like that
 Aye, yo, son where my real thugs n' them at
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 One hammer, two hammer, three hammers, four
 H got drama with you I'm bringin' it to your door
 We get money on tours cuffin' them broads
 While we sluttin' them all then passin' them off
 Peelin' off in that Bentley Coupe
 Got ma wettin' them draws
 You know I keeps them in that birthday suit
 She know once that she up in that ride
 And we get pulled, the hammers goin' in between her thighs
 Need a chick got to explain a thing
 She hip to it the games in her blood
 And down for the grind till the death rep MOBB
 You a problem with it then you know where to reach me
 I give them the business, no mirrors or smoke screens
 Either you live it you live it or you just frontin'
 This rap shit for life, P thats my CoD
 We go back like staircases and OE, stop playin'
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 Nigga you thought wrong, now look at you now
 Look like sandwich meat with the ketchup sauce
 But you was just hollerin' about
 Infamous this infamous that
 Your mouth was going off
 Meanwhile we counts money piles
 Till our fingertips green and them shits is sore
 But we prefer plastic now
 It's nothin' like when its your tour stackin' cash on the floor
 Saran wrap to the top jumpoffs won't fall down
 It's not my cash your bitch love, it's how I kill it on the song
 And she get a taste of the dick, she open now
 It's shiny like a door and I don't pay the bitch no thoughtMobb Deep - Real Niggaz - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/real-niggaz-lyrics.html
 I got alot of gall that's what the bitch haal
 While I'm leavin' her sight my heart is real cold, real hard on a hoe
 But much much harder for the dough
 It be a bloody slaughter when we through
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 So don't get mad 'cuz your hoe probably suckin' the kid
 Attracted to the lifestyle of how us gangsters live
 Teach her all about life and the bees and birds
 And how I shut that shit down when the beef occurs
 And how I stick, and I move all you see is a blur
 Yo I'm a cool ass dude until you push me sir
 And can't nobody squash this beef
 You get it on with us then you up shits creek, queens clique
 Don't have me puttin' these bullets all in your ass
 Your era is done and your time is passed
 We better and these is the simple facts
 You real rusty, my niggaz is built to last
 And it's on, we runnin' around with our guns
 Jewelery fit for pharaohs around our necks dun
 In O four our thuns get the O six trucks
 Oh, Lord, there is no savin' us
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 If you live nigga then you bussin' your hammer
 All my real niggaz not havin' to stand up
 Niggaz better run or you'll be pickin' your man up
 Clappin' at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 Hit it
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 I never leave without the thing
 Infamous know how we bang
 Hit it




















