Real Niggaz Lyrics - Free City - St. Lunatics

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Kyjuan's a preppy hippy, cross the bridgy of Mississippi 

I slang thangs, make bread, easy like Jiffy 

Call me a cool nigga or a Mr. Refriger 

Kids ask me "Mr. can you get crunk and jiggy?" 

I reply quickly, bottle of Andres or Crissy 

Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, watch me get busy 

I wake up with two dimes, both named Nikki 

I'm a playa dirty, no passion marks, no hickies 

Cats make me sick when I roll through y'all city 

Lookin' like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty 

You gon' make me go back into my days of U-City 

Cornrows, penny bros and new Dickies 

Ahh shit, when situation looks shitty 

I got that thang with me, plus I Puff like Diddy 

You niggas can't hang with me, or pop the pain with me 

So wrap some mo' and hop in the Range with me 

No picture me rollin', Optimo, glocka four-four 

Four-do' Range Rov', mink with matchin' Kangol 

Whole hood like "Oh", freakin' 'em out they mind 

D's with diamonds on 'em, jackers, I know they want 'em 

Not, you see the watch, Rollie or G-shot 

You hear me four, five blocks before you see me, that's the knock 

I need not speak on that, I speak on Zack 

And how he better fix my shit or give my eight G's back 

Salute the rugged, flip screen, you gotta love it 

Navigational system behind the ten, duckin' the public 

Take my chain off to thaw out, battle four out 

We fill, the fattest wad a hun'neds you ever saw out 

Son break the jar out, twist the muskie 

Only real niggas ride and smoke, patna trust me 

If I'm lyin', bad mouth, slap then crush me 

Cus me, suplex lamb, grab the nine and bust me 

'Cause only real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

I'm like the battery, I come through every door on a cell 

Mr. Energizer, forever ready to make a mil' 

Fuck that Cris', let it spill, I hit the gas, and make it peel 

I'm smokin' twenty inches of Parelli, wha, up off the wheel 

I hit the jewelry store at noon, slight case of the chills 

I got the face too damn chunky, 'cause it still read "Twelve" 

Well, hell, not a shit starter but I be startin' some shit 

Half the time I'm in the club, half the niggas gettin' pissed 

Me, got they miss, I done, caught they wrist 

And they be thinkin' you cockblockin' 'cause you gave her a kiss 

I walks over to your bitch and asks her "Who's is this?" 

Tell 'em one more time just in case he forgets 

I be the sleepy eyed, kinky guy, the chinky eye 

Comin' be like I, ay, EI, ready the guy 

Nigga hella high, country grammar, yellin "EI" 

Fuckin' your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin' none 

You shoulda' seen this lady's face when I walked in the bank 

I'm the school boy, I'm Hollywood, smellin' like dank 

Lookin' like I don't know left from right 

Holdin' a check, got the whole front desk like "Murphy's set for life" 

I agree wit' em, I exchange sacks with seeds in 'em 

Drivin' eighty in the rainiest Rov', TV's in 'em 

I'm St. Lou, plus true to the arch equals I'm real 

I'm Hollywood, plus true to the heart equals a mil' 

I'm killin' y'all, matter fact I'm killin' myself 

In a category with T-Boz, I'm feelin' myself 

It gets no better, Slo says it gotta get better 

Gotta get wood, gotta get dubs, we gotta get leather 

I'm like, what, real playas roll on dubs Lunatics like 

And haters can't kick it wit' us and our blunts tight 

We smokin till our brain gon' bust 

Gettin' head in the back of the truck, City what up 

I'm like only real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us 

Real niggas ride wit' us 

You haters gotta ride the bus 

Smoke till when my brain gon' bust 

Bank account so plush, the fed's on us