that's real

Lyrics

, i holds it down for the convicts that live in a box, and them little grimy niggaz that live in them spots, venimous plots, real nine glocks, spin with the drop, hammer cocks, sent you a shot, brooklyn motha fucka, we blend with the blocks, live niggaz, type to spend 10 on a watch, face lift it, hit it straight nuttin' to taste wit it, fuck shots, cop bottles, whole case wit it, street war, niggaz don't beef no more, see the kill for real or don't eat no more, sleep no more, hollow tips'll eat you raw, straight through the right cheek of your jaw, lets get it on, with the guns drawn, ride or die, no whats wrong, gettin' shitted on, my reply, cut you up with some shit that'll tear your soul, wrap up if you feel the cold, that's real, my' spit from my block men, everyday ya upstate gettin' boxed in, stick a through the gate when they locked in, you can hear 'em when they break when they boxed in, that's real, my spit from my street men, all day, smuggle yay pull ya jeep's in, never play where you lay we ain't sleepin', spot clean, fed's dumb let 'em creep in, that's real, i break laws when i want to, jaws when i want to, everybody, get them on the floor when i come through, know the rules not to move when i come to jam you, two hammers, one in my hand one in the tan room, the general, i could care less if there's ten of you, i'm built for stress, do what few men can do, send a few into you, injured you, you injured two, mack 11 ya hit your chevy, sent it off in his inertubes, mack pop the pistol well, cop fish scales, used to pop a pistol quick, cock that shit, gun still on the missile tip, hit that main tissue shit, kidney, lungs, heart, spleen, brain tissue shit, i hit you niggaz where it hurt at, where you little niggaz they dirt at, where they pump they work at, recognize when the motha fuckin' truth in here, beanie sieg hottest thing in the booth this year, that's real, my spit from my block men, everyday ya upstate gettin' boxed in, stick a through the gate when they locked in, you can hear 'em when they break when they boxed in, that's real, my spit from my street men, all day, smuggle yay pull ya jeep's in, never play where you lay we ain't sleepin', spot clean, fed's dumb let 'em creep in, that's real, ya little mind and the things that it conjure up, even worse when you henney'd and ganja'd up, could see it now, feet duck taped, arms in cuffs, your conscience fucked, pissey be on your bluff, i roll with niggaz that'll clap you up, get locked and wait for you to get knocked and whack you up, stick a motha fuckin' sword in ya, make everybody on the motha fuckin' block see the broad in ya, arm the, niggaz need to bomb wit us, dawn wit us, bust of they chronic wit us, quiet money, roc-a-fella nigga arm your pups, play the game before your palms get touched, i niggas doin' a long time, all day, could see new spades and keep a blade on a phone line, keep the guards payed so they got they own line, hustle on the block still make they own wine, that's real, my spit from my block men, everyday ya upstate gettin' boxed in, stick a through the gate when they locked in, you can hear 'em when they break when they boxed in, tha'ts real, my spit from my street men, all day, smuggle yay pull ya jeep's in, never play where you lay we ain't sleepin', spot clean, fed's dumb let 'em creep in, that's real