Real Ni***s (Interlude)

Real Niggas (Interlude) - Diplomats

Dipset, Jim Jones, Freaky

Aight, Santana man

Killa, let's do it man, killa

Aiyyo, I argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall and winter time

Get that off the table Cam'Ron, it's dinner time

I got a line downstairs ma, I'm in the grind

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

You cooking pork anyway, I ain't into to swine

You out ya mind, nah, you don't know what's in my mind

I'ma surpass crack, move on to Nasdaq

But still my connects move anthrax on Amtrak

Aiyyo, Cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Load the Glocks they stuntin', we control the block

They frontin' we throw them shots and laugh at 'em

Shoots from the forty-four Magnum, that's how we get back at 'em

Trap 'em, grab 'em and clap at 'em

Yeah, I do this for my lost tribes and Africans

Who lost lives in battling, forty-five's and hackling'

I believe in black soldiers, black clovers

Black roses on your grave, snakes and black cobras

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laugh's over

F**ka

You can catch real niggaz, doing some real things, for real money

'Cause real niggaz get money, real niggaz don't snitch

Real niggaz don't lie for a b**ch, real niggaz get rich

You could catch real niggaz, doing some real things, for real money

Real niggaz get money, real niggaz don't snitch

Real niggaz won't lie for a b**ch, real niggaz get rich

Now how you losers want it , tell me

We can leave the war out, or ball out I used to frontin', holmes

I throw away 20's on boots and stuntin'

Waste 50's, and abuse my hundreds, I'm getting money, yep

I spend thousands on the shoes for the coup it's nothing

Plus big truckin', too it's nothing

I lick a shot, so he know I meant it

His soldiers dented, so is his rented

Supreme soloist and still co-defendant

A mean motorist that blows the fifth on defendants

Since roota-rooda, the Motorola, yes sir, I'm splendid

You see the furs and pendants, Austin Sigoto, drop though

Hitting curves like Emitt from Europe, Smith

If you ain't get it, the fifth'll hit your fitted

Clips I get it spitted, flip your wig I really lift it

I'm this burgundy Benz, swervin' B as I'm watching the snow fall

I'm watching the heads they copping the coke y'all

And to the fiends and junkies, that go through dreams of drunkies

Hos with low-esteem, you know they scream in their monthly

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Keep your dean and stay hungry, let's get this cream and get money

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Break my moms heart, the grief in her eyes

Man that eats me alive, roll the w**d and get high

This what keep me alive, listen to me

My Dip Gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Over me the same peeps that have died

If it's me that catch

Real niggaz, doing some real things, for real money

'Cause real niggaz get money, real niggaz don't snitch

Real niggaz don't lie for a b**ch, real niggaz get rich

Yeah, you could catch real niggaz, doing some real things

For real money

Real niggaz get money, real niggaz don't snitch

Real niggaz won't lie for a b**ch, real niggaz get rich