Real Niggaz Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: 54th Regiment] One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? [Verse 1: Tone 2000] Sit back, kick your feet up, spark the weed up We 'bout to heat up, this jam is ripping neighborhood streets up Tone 2000, the laid-back rapper Niggas fold tryna uphold they male stature Flexin' up on the west side section Gettin' plastered, smokin' wicked ashes Hashin' another level for the herb bastards Lyrics erupt, comin' straight from the gut Lickin' shot (Buck, buck) fuckin' your whole shit up Heron style, yeah, 12 bars'll make your head nod Forever bent, runnin' with the 54th Regiment No doubt, I'm goin' all out [Chorus: 54th Regiment] One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? [Verse 2: Heather B] Yo, we want the cash, we want the dough this We wanna say "what up" to the niggas that know us, hold us Show us you don't have fear And we'll let you know quick, ain't nothin' sweet around here We form a shape where each one the point Non-believers bring me your head, I shall anoint Tone 2G's, Thorough Bo, and these Other rugged motherfuckers in fatigues Get your hoodies tied, they comin' out they sty It's time to split the pigs with the devil in they eye Yo, I hate pork, I'm better off if it die It's all bad meat down to the fuckin' high It's here to poison I, it's here to scar you And carry heat, too, scavenger dressed in blue But bring it on, bitch, the slaughter we'll enjoy Once niggas organize, y'all gon' be unemployed [Chorus: 54th Regiment] One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? [Verse 3: Thorough Bo] Check, check it out, now I'ma nicen up the area real quick And throw two bags in the air with you and talk slick We do the knowledge about what we really up against to get the dollar 'Cause son ain't turnin' nothin' down here but my collar Yo, team holla, you need me? Let it be freestyle of drama And I'ma sho'nuff attack it 'Cause half of these niggas got dick on they jacket So forever we, one U-N-I-T, sister Heather B The no-good H-double-O-D, a bit of the 54th motherfuckin' Regiment I'm sayin', love, Jersey City must represent I hear these clowns claim they want it But I'ma bring you in on how me and mine is on it With a yes, yes, y'all on the iron stick ball (Ha, what?) We keep y'all fag ass niggas up against the wall The gate is open, son, and I done opened up shop And got fat ass bags of Thorough Bo crop, ha [Chorus: 54th Regiment] One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what? [Outro: 54th Regiment] One time for your motherfuckin' dome piece Chilltown's in the house and we represent the East Real niggas up, you duck niggas duck You buck, we buck, nigga, so what?