U Ain’t a Real Nigga

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[Chorus] You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) [Verse 1] You can't fool me, I know what a real nigga look like Been raised up around 'em, been one all mah life The streets heard me, real niggas gon' take mah advice Then fuck with a nigga nowadays, you rollin' the dice You don't know if a nigga G code or if a nigga sheist Remember, you ran with certain niggas meant you was alright Now you niggas talk 'round anybody, keep yo' mouth tight You ain't certified, pussy, until you earn stripes But nigga rob you, he ain't killed you, you better rob him back Or get his shirt from a pussy nigga across the back 'Cause once a pussy, always a pussy, ain't no turning' back There ain't no fuck nigga in me, I put that on stacks [Chorus] You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) [Verse 2] I never understood what made a fuck nigga hate And tell lies on another nigga and drop weight How the fuck you hate another nigga 'cause yo' money ain't straight? The next nigga's pockets ain't your business in the first place A real nigga don't hide, real niggas show face It seems prosecutors make real niggas break And watch the love of money turn real niggas fake I choose bein' real over a mil any day Ain't nothin' real about you, pussy, you just know what to say You just do what a fuck nigga do, dawg, so go on and hate That Kool-Aid in yo' heart, nigga, made you turn steak Now you tryin' to testify, pussy nigga, it's too late [Chorus] You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold your' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) [Verse 3] I'ma let you know somethin' about me, nigga: I'm fuck-nigga proof It's real or nothin' with me, nigga, that's all I'm used to Show me a real nigga and I'll show you a thousand fuck niggas That's why I don't speak to you pussy niggas who I know soft in the middle 'Cause once a pussy, always a pussy, learned that off the dribble You hate another muthafucka 'cause yo' life miserable My muthafuckin' definition of a real nigga The reason I'm up so hard on you fuck niggas 'cause you had a choice And I'll foreva feel like that, I ain't got no remorse And I got the recipe to stop you fuck niggas from snitchin' I'll bet that muthafuckin' choppa get you niggas' attention I'll bet that muthafuckin' choppa get you niggas' attention [Chorus] You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga) You ever snitched or took the stand? (You ain't a real nigga) You gotta hate on the next man (you ain't a real nigga) You need a fuck nigga to hold yo' hand (you ain't a real nigga) You scared to make that choppa dance (you ain't a real nigga)
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