Real Niggas

[Hook: Fly-Ty] Real niggas I fuck with 'em, fake niggas my guns get 'em My brother gone, I don't trust niggas Shooter with me, that young nigga So what nigga, I call shots Say it's beef, then I'm on your block I'm talking broad day, around four o' clock Call the cops, the Squad late Go hard, I don't care if I slip up and hit the wrong person I don't care, them shells bumping You can't take the heat Kill mine, you better pray to god your ass live through the whole week [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Real niggas, I fuck with 'em You a lame nigga, can't fuck with 'em You came with them, better fight with them When I shoot at y'all, you better duck with 'em I'm a Squad nigga, so my chain icy Car new, and my gun big Bitch fat with a fake ass Some fake titties, but she bad as shit Country nigga, diamond teeth Country nigga, big rims Country nigga, old car with no top I'm a hood star Country nigga, diamond teeth Country nigga, big rims Country nigga, old car with no top I'm a hood star [Hook] [Verse 2: Yung Joey] Real nigga, I fuck with 'em Fake fuck from around here Fuck nigga, don't fuck around Fuck around and get found here F.L. shoot chopper shells, leave you gooey like pasta shells Look 'em in the eyes, wanna see the same look that my partner had when my partner fell I'm on one, I got two with me Swaying me, I don't need a crew with me Me and Fly Ty in the same whip, busting at niggas with the same clip Lame shit, don't condone it Fuck shit, I be on it Bloody murder to my enemies, and I slap the shit out of opponents So high, I got jet lag Four-five, and my bitch bad Kick back like Jet Li If I lick a shot, you get whip-lashed I'm still drunk from last night, can't remember shit Asked little mama what's on her mind, all she remembered is dick [Hook] [Verse 3: Fred The Godson] Real niggas, I fuck with 'em Hoes spar, Rosa Park Meaning these the niggas I'mma bus with Beef ain't done, who you getting tough with? Plus we play with them choppers, you may try to stop us One shot go blocka', on the block got me packa I can hit 'em on sight, I can hit 'em one night, I can hit 'em two nights Silencers screw type, know what my crew like Big bananas on the hammer, turn into a food fight Fred ? , viva clique Got a couple shooters from Puerto Rico But we gotta move it and defend the streets though They say that I'm the best in the industry, go [Hook]