The Outlawz - Real Talk ft. Focus | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Now you done heard a lot of talk about me and my niggas
Them outlaw world wide mob figures
From triumph to tragedy
To right back on top, and niggas still mad at me?
For pushing that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game lockjaw
Man that's what my nigga got shot for
Being to mothafuckin raw for these fuck boys
See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it
Misery loves company
And that's the real shit
But in 2005 I'm on some kill shit
Before niggas sneak upon my and peel this
I'm taking the stand, with mac at hand
Born killa, like them niggas in Pakistan
It's simple, gotta get em before I die
Like the old West see now we load tecs to ride

(Chorus)
I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me
Now your baby done became a G
When I'm out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat
Cause you know mama
You didn't raise no bitch
So if a nigga wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang cocked
Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me
Real talk

Everyday is a new challenge
I'm a savage in a New Balance
A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent
Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustla bitch
So we start our own label sellin' bricks legit
Power to the people
A lot of power in my pencil
We da hope for the hopeless
The voice for the voiceless
Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game
Years later less members fuckin feelin the same
Straight from the heart
Makin em walk
Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin they wrong
I seen tha streets rap
Rounda the toughest of niggas
I seen prison put religion in the roughest of niggas
They say gansgtaz dont live that long
Too many turn coat
Thats fucked up puttin cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental
And raisin a thug nation we influential

(Chorus)

Yea, My mother ain't made no sucka
Raised in the gutta
I'm a made mutha fucka
All I know is get paid motha fucka
All day motha fucka
One way or anotha
And ain't no body no where that can stop me
Call me cocky, you tennis, I'm hockey
Mix a little bit of Pac and Yaki with black Rocky in my pops you got me
Real tall I never took a shall unless it was support
Im stressin ain't my thought
And I walk these dogs im a soldier
Dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up?
A man of honor commer
Good calma
Niggas wants drama I got the problem solva
Big ass Cig, Thats that shit
Plus the bully that a fully automatic

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