R.N.S (Real Nigga Shit)

[Intro] Free Boosie Ain’t this that shit? Ain’t this that shit? [Hook] Ain’t this that shit that we gon ride to? Ain’t this that shit that we get high to? Ain’t this that shit that make you vibe nigga? Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga I like to call this some real nigga shit A real nigga on some real nigga shit A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick And money never make a real nigga switch [Verse 1] I say I can’t stand no bitch nigga That goes for you snitch niggas Can’t do no broke boys cus everybody with me they go getters Say money over these lame hoes, yall niggas be cuffin dough Met the bitch in that same night, I’mma knock down like dominoes I say oh Lord I’m savin Fuck yall, just pay me Big bees in my whip, catch a young nigga move saney I be ridin round with 2 ladies Pussy nigga you basic My nigga P keep a strap-on He'll fuck around and start sprayin Nigga don’t play me All I’m talkin is real nigga shit Come and fuck and suck a real nigga dick All these hoes want a real nigga dick [Hook] [Verse 2] I ride for my brother, I’d die for my brother I’d kill for my mother in case you ain’t know Shoot out 100 then fuckin reload it I lift up yo spirit like you been promoted I’m wit it, runnin my city Chasin that money, I get it get it Came to the ratchet, my bitches said Diddy I want it, I cop it, you watch what you spendin Niggas be poundin like I’m pron, tell these hoes to please keep calm If I die today I’m good Hope this real shit can live on Ain’t no ho shit in my blood, know my family is my love Peace my homeboys and my thugs Still with the same folk from day one Boy that’s real nigga shit I’m just tryna get my whole team rich In a Phantom blowin kush behind the tint Bumpin Boosie Boo, that badass hit [Hook] [Verse 3] Say what you wanna, do what you wanna I get upset, they attack like piranhas I don’t even like not one of you niggas Bitch ain’t thick, can’t even fuck wit er Yea we them niggas with the 20 gold bottle VIP sec, she put 25 models Pulled up, yep that’s us in the foreign Huh, yall life so boring Uh, I made a mill off touring Crib in the hills like motherfuckin Lauren Rest don’t chill but just can’t ignore And that pussy so good, I explore like Dora Smoke one, for the ones lost RIP to every real nigga we once saw, damn Where the real niggas went? Free Boosie Free Fat Boy Real shit They gon lose they motherfuckin mind in the hood when they hear this Nigga! [Hook]