King West - Real Thang (feat. Doughbeezy)
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Yeah, bi- I'm a real Crip
Real hollows in da four fifth
Real legend, ain't no myth
Really trapped out them hotels
Cocaine for the wholesale
Really had them things vacu-sealed
360 like your wrapping deal
Four ounces and a Happy Meal
Hoes bouncing in some Louis Hills
Real cases, ain't no appeal
Except for child, I'ma beat it still
That's your gal, I'ma beat it still
Face down, bitch, be still
Never seen a bitch be real
If she was, she'd still be here
After they fucked me, they told me they love me
Little bitch know they be lying
Break up with me, I'm breaking your jaw
Bitch, I don't do all that crying
Hoes better not play with me, yeah
If a ho lay with me, yeah
1K stay with me, yeah
.9 ain't a G yeah
Bitch, fuck all them niggas that be in they feelings
Swear to God they be real
Speak on my name, you pussy is lame
Perfect way to get killed
I was really robbin' no mask
125 on the dash
I was really gettin' to the cash
I was really gettin' to the bag
Woo, all of that clout don't equal respect
Pussy don't ever forget
I'm good in the hood, you wish you was hood
Nigga, we know your bitch
A lot of you niggas real lame
Fake diamonds all in your chain
Crash dummies stay in your lane
Cause me and you just not the same
I was really trappin' in the rain
Hundred sticks, no gun range
Ain't nothin' else to explain
Cause ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
You niggas ain't like the real thing
You know that I'm the real thing
And BZM, we bang a real gang
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Love, well it's King West and the Southeast Beasts in here
And you know I brought my heat in here
I'm passin' out lessons in classes and session
Boys gotta raise they hands just to speak in here
When heat come near, people start to praise me
And gather all around like I'm gettin' baptized
Now don't get me started on how I record it
The flow so retarded I get handicap fines
I read between the lines, see the world so clear
I guess the world walk around here with no fear
I learn to understand when you born to be the man
When you look up in the stands, a couple fans won't cheer
I shed no tears, it's only motivation
But if you bein' real, we both know it's hatin
Cause you waitin' for a shot at the spot at the top
But movin' too fast to get your pot with a Glock
When body bag beats, you find a homicide
Unicorn through you, you just got a clean spot with a mop
I keep a couple guns that'll carry just a fun
Got a .40 in my pocket and a Glock in my sock
You boys do not hear me, don't come nowhere near me
Cause clearly I do not fuck with none of y'all
Cause when I was broke, all you niggas said don't
When I needed a favor, can't find none of y'all
Fuck him, a friend ain't actin' like a friend
Fuck him, your man ain't actin' like a man
Fuck him, a nigga always callin' you fam
Knowin' goddamn well he only do it for the gram
Fuck him, I never cook it on any plate shit
Wishin' I could go and be alone on a spaceship
Cause these days, niggas always on the hate shit
But always come around with that smilin' and face shit
Fuck him, cause I can give a damn if a nigga fam
If the nigga fake, then we don't relate
I demonstrate, I'm gettin' cake
And if I do it in a nigga face
He gon' feel a way and start to plot on how to get a plate
Eliminate or renovate, I need more space
I match the gas for the cash, nigga, no brakes
Homicide unit, you know how I do it
Bitches body bag busy and it's here another cold case, nigga
No beats
Yes sir
Boom
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Written by:
Paidric Robinson
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