Getting Real

[Intro] Yeah, haha My nigga Soulja Slim in this bitch (Fiend in this bitch) [?] a soulja now, fuck that We going to war, nigga (Niggas tryna be you, dog) We bring it (Niggas can't fucking hang) How we singing, this shit's real (Shit's about to get hot in this bitch) Niggas better guard their grill Let these motherfuckers know what the deal is (Wake the fuck up) [Verse 1] Y'all can't compare me with no nigga you know [?] hit the floor when you hear my flow, woe It's not the realest shit I ever wrote That [?] I ever smoke around niggas, that's cut throat Gotta be on my P's and Q's cause niggas hatin' Niggas that I used to fuck with, don't wanna see me make it Rapping is my occupation, respect that I left the game where it's at but if I want to, I can go back But no, I can't be around no dope Flashbacks to bad habits doing bad and selling soap Bricks all in my throat, caked that coke up my nose When I can make money, fuck hoes just by getting a couple of blows And stay in condos and slam luxury doors Everything got [?] and paid for Won't have it no other way, another day another baller Shot caller, big pistol [?] with back against the wall Shit, [?] put that all up on [?] daughter Fuck with this No Limit shit, you put me off in that water Shit, I used to snort a quarter, but now I only smoke blunts Cause I get on that other level and don't know my do's and dont's Shit's getting real [Hook] Shit's getting real, you better guard your grill Cause if you fake, you can't feel we real Shit's getting real Shit's getting real, you better guard your grill Cause if you fake, you can't feel we real Shit's getting real Shit's getting real, you better guard your grill Cause if you fake, you can't feel we real Shit's getting real Shit's getting real, you better guard your grill Cause real niggas, can feel what we feel Shit's getting real [Verse 2: Fiend] [?] I'm known as dangerous so Fiend became a name for this [?] for this, so I can get the change for this [?] executive [?] I got a little something put you on the map From the attack, villains stacking [?] Remove the keys of the night [?] Had weed on that pipe instead of that white with a fight Now you're dealing with my dog that don't bark when they bite [?] get it right And remember, it ain't personal And every single sick [?] believe me was rehearsable Out [?] [?] better put some dirt in you Hoping that [?] walk in with the chills Get the money and [?] Trying to get paid for a kill Releasing these really reals Fiend and [?], No Limits navy seal [Hook] [Verse 3] Time to watch them niggas Got to hit the streets again Got a wake up call y'all, so I'm [?] Housed in, it's all about this gangsta shit See the bitch ride a bitch Spank the bitch [?] Up early in the morning, first [?] hit the block I got a pot full of rocks with two fat ass Glocks [?] see these niggas peeping me out [?] window blowing weed out [?] niggas all G'd out So I up these bitches Niggas better count every blessing [?] debt Well they can't pass me, I got [?] [?] everyday, ain't nothing gonna change Still watching them niggas lose their brain over a ho ass game The more I change, I beat em [?] when I see them [?] see the heater I'm hitting black lines after I see them [Hook]