Real Gangstaz Lyrics - Amerikaz Nightmare - Mobb Deep

This some of that real gangsta motherfuckin' shit nigga 

(Yeah) 

Yeah, for all the real niggaz out there 

(Yeah) 

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? 

(What) 

Like my motherfuckin' East Coast niggaz 

(What) 

My motherfuckin' Dirty South niggaz 

(What) 

And my motherfuckin' West Coast niggaz 

(What) 

Let's go 

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Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Photos 

Now y'all know the deal why we up in here 

Burn that ma, put it up in the air 

(C'mon) 

Ma got a phattie so I'm up in her ear 

'Cause these clowns wanna grill, I got the clique right there 

Now you could get your ass drug around up in here 

You know I know the promoter, the pound's in here 

And these my parts, you outta town out here 

Slow it down, pump the brakes, get found out there 

I'm push that melon, what the fuck's that smellin'? 

(Pussy) 

Thugs not thugs no more, they tellin' 

(Yeah) 

You did that time, but you not that felon 

Nigga kill the noise, your hammer not yellin' 

You're infrared not beamin' 

(Nope) 

Y'all not eatin' while your neck not gleamin' 

We don't give a fuck, flip for any ol' reason 

Just for the fun have your bitch ass leakin' 

Okay 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

(Y'all niggaz ain't gangsta) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

(Aiyyo Prodigy, tell 'em what's up) 

If you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Yeah, all I want is the money and y'all can keep them sloppy hoes 

My calender's shows booked, I ain't got time yo 

Gimme the cash, keep them beat up chicks 

My bank bounce gotta stay thick 

You know e'ry day I stay with, the latest guns 

Keep those under our belts to blaze you up 

E'ry day we play with, the latest trucks 

Work that tip chronic on the porch well 

Don't get rat-a-tat tatted up, it be a bad look 

Be wettin' your pants when bullets hit, mad shook 

Droppin' your gun and all that, you mad puss 

34 shell cases fall in one push 

You get beaten and battered up, y'all little chain snapped 

We still takin' 'em, fuck it let the team have it 

Be droppin' your drinks, trippin' on things scramblin' 

It be chaos when guns ring at him 

Okay 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If, you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If, you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Aight it's 'bout to get real ugly in this motherfuckin' club 

What, what 

I need to see nothin' 

(Hey) 

But the real gangsta niggaz and bitches on the dance flo' 

(Hey) 

Yeah, we gon' crank this motherfucker up 

Let's crank this bitch up 

We need to see all y'all motherfuckers doin' this shit 

(What) 

Doin' what? 

Hey, put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker 

Put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker 

Put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker 

Put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker 

Let me hear you say put your middle finger up, fuck you nigga 

Put your middle finger up, fuck you nigga 

Put your middle finger up, fuck you bitch 

Put your middle finger up, fuck you bitch 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If, you, leave you crippled 

(Hey) 

Some, people run 

(Yeah) 

But, gangstas don't 

(Yeah) 

Know my hammer stay cocked 

(Yeah) 

If, you, leave you crippled 

(Hey)