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Geto Boys

Genres: Hip-Hop

Real Nigga Shit Lyrics - Geto Boys

FaceMob in the house 

GB 

Chuck Nice 

Willie D y'all 

Uh-huh 

I guess I'll open it up 

Y'know? 

 

[Scarface] 

It's on, ring the alarm 

Got a full metal jacket and the P7 I'm clutchin in my palm 

When the first shot ring out, the last man standin 

be the last man they bring out, ain't nobody starin 

Niggaz is gettin somewhere they know the gunner ain't for play 

He got some niggaz in the parkin lot sparkin off the AK 

So rat-tat-tat, tat 'til yo' ass hit the motherfuckin flo' 

What that FaceMob lookin like ho? 

You want drama, I'ma send it at you full speed pussy 

The last of this motherfuckin species, push me 

When it's on end your life, fuck who wrong you was right 

You the nigga center stage, better go and get a stripe 

Cause tonight, you fucked with big dawgs but they bite 

Now I'm at you with a vengeance nigga, go and grab the mic 

I don't threaten motherfuckers in the booth, I'm the truth 

I was out there in the hood, nigga where the fuck was you? 

 

[Chorus 2X: Scarface] 

I'm quick to introduce niggaz to real nigga shit 

I don't bullshit with niggaz, I kill niggaz quick 

Face the motherfuckin facts, you a rapper I'm a killer 

I'm respected in these streets cause I'm a real-ass nigga 

 

[Willie D] 

I don't pay too much attention, to a nigga with lip 

As long as the dawg barkin, he can't bite shit 

They got yo' record in the store you fuckin clown 

They got my motherfuckin record downtown 

Stop crook, everybody know you mushy 

 

You transparent, and I can see you pussy 

Pussy, pussy pussy, up in your drawers 

All you need is some weed and alcohol 

Bitch niggaz get dusted, I'm here to stay so get adjusted 

If I can see it, I can bust it 

You can round up every motherfucker you know 

But when the time say so, I'ma get wit'chu ho 

I know you prayin that protection talk gon' get you saved 

But nigga you ain't doin nuttin but diggin your grave 

And you talk about that gangsta shit, it's so funny 

If a nigga think you real, I'm the motherfuckin Easter Bunny 

All that bullshit you talkin I don't buy all that 

I hit yo' ass in the head with a car jack 

Rat-a-tat tat 'til your dick-suckin ass twitch 

Now what that Willie D lookin like, bitch? 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bushwick Bill] 

Now which one of y'all niggaz got beef with me? 

Ain't none of y'all motherfucker more street than me 

Y'all some ho-ass niggaz, Mo'-ass niggaz 

Mario Winans "I Don't Wanna Know" ass niggaz 

Too timid to check a hoe-ass niggaz 

Washin dishes and moppin the flo' ass niggaz 

Meet 'em on the po'ch, shut the do' ass nigga 

Fo'-fo' calico totin ass niggaz 

Fuck with Bushwick, and watch your push get 

pushed back to the white meat, motherfucker 

No doubt we pack heat, motherfucker 

Lift yo' ass off your feet motherfucker 

FaceMob make music to driveby to 

Fuck with me I'll have you lookin out one eye too 

Now listen to a real nigga spit 

A small introduction to some real nigga shit 

 

[Chorus]