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The Realest Lyrics - Murda Muzik - Mobb Deep

The killa's shit dun, no doubt 

The undisputed 

 

For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line 

For young guns comin' up durin' these times 

For police who'll find drugs, let niggas slide 

For niggas out slingin' like 4 in the night 

 

For your man's not snitchin' when the pressure is tight 

For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike 

For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night 

It's been a realest shit you heard in your life 

 

Yo when the gats reveal, you cats get peeled and that's the deal 

Fuck a bitch-ass that switch fast niggas that lack the real 

When the slugs burst G.Rap be aimin' at your mug first 

Niggas is blood thirst we'll see who get plugged worst 

 

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We dug earth the place you put the nickel-plate is to your facial 

Bullets ain't racial kid the only hate you 

My nine will seem like it's a time machine B.C. date you 

Jackin' you more than Ripper my fifth's an organ shifter 

 

The human organism lifter you'll be hearin' organs 

If ya leavin' orphans, if ya 

Let these fours hit ya where the law split ya 

A fork pitcher to bump heads with those that dump lead 

 

Accurate shot in back of your knot 

Leave you one dead G.Rap, Havoc and Prodigy 

Let's put these bitch niggas where bodies be dun 

Yo if it gotta be, it gotta be 

 

For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line 

For young guns comin' up durin' these times 

For police who'll find drugs, let niggas slide 

For niggas out slingin' like 4 in the night 

 

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For your man's not snitchin' when the pressure is tight 

For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike 

For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night 

It's been a realest shit you heard in your life 

 

When the gat spit some niggaz get blown off the atlas 

It happens unsolved mystery re-enatmus 

Get practiced what you lack is you think like the average 

Jake Stone found a leavin', crime scenes entangled 

 

Nothin' but cannons get conspicuous 

Like a man a little branded with the serial scratched 

Wild out a part of the pack 'cause they made me like that 

If I could push back the clock probably leave it like that 

 

Draw blood for my nigga G O D, TY Nitty and Twin 

And Twin is not here plus my kin 

Killa B forever with me quick to settle with me 

Into QB to show love throughout the years with me 

 

You got guns we got guns the serious ones 

Leaving foul powder stuck in your lungs 

We come from where niggas look out for they dun-duns 

Love never disrespect hit niggas we re-direct 

 

For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line 

For young guns comin' up durin' these times 

For police who'll find drugs, let niggas slide 

For niggas out slingin' like 4 in the night 

 

For your man's not snitchin' when the pressure is tight 

For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike 

For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night 

It's been a realest shit you heard in your life 

 

Never prejudge, it be the humble that squeeze slugs 

It be the ones standin' still that'll peel guns 

Spill blood for my duns thuggin' for me 

Man you don't wanna get involved fuckin' with Pee 

 

I spent more nights illin', less nights chillin' 

The more shots they hold the better they feel it 

What be the dealizz, some killas like to hide behind specs 

Others got blatant disrespectin' the rest 

 

Or so young that you wouldn't even expect 

To be burstin' off guns like a Vietnam vet 

On the steps sittin' in the staircase bent 

Thinkin' on ways to take another man's head 

 

Go to war with niggas that's against what I rep 

I settle things with a heavy metal fifth 

Change clips, switch clothes after I spit 

Place niggas back in they space fuck's on ya mind kid 

 

For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line 

For young guns comin' up durin' these times 

For police who'll find drugs let niggas slide 

For niggas out slingin' like 4 in the night 

 

For your man's not snitchin' when the pressure is tight 

For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike 

For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night 

It's been a realest shit you heard in your life 

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