Keep It Real Lyrics - Singles - Do Or Die

{*car starts*} 

Uhh, for the two g's, for the millenium 

Do or die 

[johnny p] 

Oooohhh hooo-ooooh, ain't gon' pay no bills 

Chorus: johnny p + do or die 

Police - can't see me ballin 

Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey 

And I - can never pay your bills 

Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real 

I got my key on the passenger side 

So ain't no scrub in me, me, me 

Police - can't see me ballin 

Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey 

[verse one] 

First of all, you can shut it down baby 

Better yet I'm original and not a clown baby 

Get down for wars an' i'm, livin my life under the gun 

And umm, stay calm no harm, I'm alarmin 'em 

And that's the victom of the shorties in my grill 

Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills 

Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture 

See - y'all the ones got me slappin out 

And all my homeboys jappin out 

Crappin out, love that, where my crips and my bloods at? 

Lords at, g's at, feedback, need that 

Niggaz blaze that weed sack 

I'll cop a drop wit that knees fat 

Y'all can't see me, best-ta believe that 

Chorus 

[verse two] 

This shit hit the back door, by the way 

Why you tryin' to play that mack fo'? 

If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe, 

Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho 

Open up let some air through the window 

I could never give my money to a bimbo 

Real players get high off endo 

Make cash like the owners of the timbo 

Chi-town, real player, real true love 

20 inch on the rims, fucker says what? 

Bet the po' to the next thug 

Recognize the queen, you come to me 

But you gotta see, you're a what-what? 

Gotta sign the puh-puh; flip bitch 

Hit the block, i'ma rhyme in the hummer 

Better be on some platnium shit 

Roley bling bling, keep a gat wanna snap it 

Been well known to react quick 

When they see I got a star, they pause and they react quick 

I'm immune to the hot shit, nevertheless 

Shitty-sha(? ? ) just beware of where the hat fit 

Yo pimp where the plastic? 

This pimp, real pimp, it's the pimp like a maverick 

Playerism is a habit 

I'm at the club wit 'um wit crystal, what what 

Chorus 

[verse three] 

Lil' baller be me, can't see me 

Never get her with a tv, cause we be 

In the five-double-oh, posed with the clothes 

(? ? ) dyslexic on the passenger side 

Don't mean that I ain't got the keys to ride 

She's the pie, my, my, my 

We done came to fuck and get gone, pay no bills 

Flex the mind to make the bank to bounce 

Nigga bounce shit like the dirty south 

Watch that shit with a dirty mouth 

Know you ain't mad, ain't splurgin out 

But if ya heard me out, on the passenger side 

Care to bore me with the rest of the guys? 

Spittin blunts, droppin jewels 

Spittin at hoes, that'll be cool 

[johnny p] 

Pay no bills, pay no bills 

Pay no bills, pay no.. 

I gotta keep it real, so I can't pay this here 

Why you all up in my grill? 

You can tell me about it, to pay the bill, pay the bill 

Chorus 

[johnny p] 

I got to keep... 

[outro] 

One time, uhh... from the real, do or die c'mon 

A-rock, uhh.. back-pack, jack-of-love 

Uhh uhh, johnny p 

Uh.. down - like - that - what? 

Keep it real baby, 2000, millenium, we gone