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Still in ’Em (Extended Version)

Plies

The Calm Before the Storm

30.08.2006

50

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Ay, homie Y'all tuned into a real nigga, dog Real nigga every day, 365, you feel me, dog? Ay, I can die tomorrow, homie I'm good, I done lived it, you feel me, homie? [Chorus] I got pistols, got money, got street cred Got the whips, got hoes, got jewelry Got one foot in the street, the other foot in the Feds Real nigga, so it's some things I ain't never did Never snitched, never bitched up and never ran Never hated, never copped deuces, never that Ain't who you know in the streets, it's what you did in them Been through it all in the streets and I'm still in them [Verse 1] A real nigga every day, 365 And when I talk to you, don't look off, I look in your eye If it's pussy nigga, I'ma get it out you every time And I done made it where if you a fuck nigga, you can't survive I speak the truth while y'all pussy niggas living lies I know the streets, homie, I don't know the other side The niggas in prison the ones who give me the drive Real nigga first, rap nigga by accident A street nigga and a product of my environment Me being a fuck nigga is something that was never meant And I don't vibe with pussy niggas, that's common sense Me being a real nigga is all I done ever been [Chorus] I got pistols, got money, got street cred Got the whips, got hoes, got jewelry Got one foot in the street, the other foot in the Feds Real nigga, so it's some things I ain't never did Never snitched, never bitched up and never ran Never hated, never copped deuces, never that Ain't who you know in the streets, it's what you did in them Been through it all in the streets and I'm still in them [Verse 2] I only fuck with niggas that's street certified And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that'll up fire If you ain't 'bout that gangsta, nigga, keep sliding And don't you niggas get it fucked up, I ain't friendly I speak to you niggas 'cause that's the real nigga in me But being a pussy ass nigga ain't part of the business A thug nigga, real nigga all in one, you hear me? I ain't one of these niggas that blew and surround himself with killers My niggas was killers back then; they killers now, nigga I ain't one of these pussy ass niggas that run forty deep Give me four or five real niggas and a lot of heat Don't care what it look like, pimping, it ain't sweet So if I ain't what you looking for, I can get you on TV Laid in a pool of blood, covered in a white sheet And do your research, the streets'll vouch for me You hear the real nigga in me every time I speak [Chorus] I got pistols, got money, got street cred Got the whips, got hoes, got jewelry Got one foot in the street, the other foot in the Feds Real nigga, so it's some things I ain't never did Never snitched, never bitched up and never ran Never hated, never copped deuces, never that Ain't who you know in the streets, it's what you did in them Been through it all in the streets and I'm still in them
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