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Mac Dre Real Niggas

be in the pen then live my life like a snitch Playa population is decreasing by millions So I dedicate this to all the real ones Real niggas, real niggas Real niggas, real niggas

lot of my niggas with they names across the wall/ Some really took a fall and lost it all, but we gon' show 'em, we gon' keep it for my nigga; We gon'

cardboard, on the ground with people surroundin Ready to draw around him; an outline of his body in chalk form His niggaz'll bark for him, for real, his heart's warm This nigga

Fuck nigga, lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back" I said, "My niggaz don't dance we just pull out a gat And say blow your block away Bitch nigga

nigga from the motherfuckin' street (I can't be faded) I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I heard you wanna fuck with Dre You picked the wrong

sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot maker Hop in a mosh pit fa sho! You push, you shove, you get elbowed! Back on 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre

up as bullets fly out the Mac, no gunpowder on me, I'm as fly as the Mac, lyrical homicide, watch them die on the track. (nigga) Chorus ------ Lyrical

on a nigga that was nutty And I had to make an example Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample Of a nigga with street wise reality That

Chorus: Mac Dre] Ford, Chev, whatever ya got Don't mean shit, shit ain't hot Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got Push it man, don't be scared to squat [Dre