Tales of a Real Nigga

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sy Ari da Kid] Still treat a bad bitch like she ain't a dime I'm running lights like it ain't a crime I'm on the grind, [?] go figure I know some hoes realer than you niggas Speak on that man when you see his face Can't go to church, 'cause the preacher fake Don't give a fuck if I offend you I eat whatever's on the menue Give a shit about a bitch or a slut, nigga, fuck these hoes And I know damn well what they really wanna fuck me for Get up off my back, goddman, let me handle my business And this ain't no rap [?] God be my wittness [Chorus: Coach Ricky J] Tales of a real nigga Gotta keep it 100 if you know 'bout me The tales of a real nigga Say whatever I want, goddamn, I'm free Tales of a real nigga Do whatever I want when I'm in my hood The tales of a real nigga And anywhere I go, nigga, it's all good [Verse 2: Alley Boy] All these niggas screaming that real shit They [?] fake shit Got a lotta bark, but ain't gon' bite shit Quick to pick up a tool, but he won't fight So he dumping on [?] Niggas stay inside, 'cause them killers roaming at night [?] Alley rapping [?] ain't cool I'm that lil nigga from back in school, used to be taking your food If you know 'bout Alley Boy, you know Trouble You know [?], you know Sosa [?] [?] Tryna catch one of these big fish Big pussy, big [?] Lil partner used to be snitching Back in the streets, he doing the same thing So it's hard for a nigga to maintain Surrounded by these fake niggas This ain't no ferrytale, this my life, [?] I'm a real nigga [Chorus: & Coach Ricky J] Tales of a real nigga Gotta keep it 100 if you know 'bout me The tales of a real nigga Say whatever I want, goddamn, I'm free Tales of a real nigga Do whatever I want when I'm in my hood The tales of a real nigga And anywhere I go, nigga, it's all good [Verse 3: Eldorado Red] Sex, money, murder, drugs, I grew accustomed To coming round here if you want niggas [?] bust at you I ain't really trusting you, no gun, I'm snuffing you Dead, I'm cracking your jaw Pussy nigga, you talk what? Rob who? Last nigga tried that, 40 [?] clap and made his whole head splat Red got a dumb sack, stupid loud kush pack Tales of a real nigga, you know where the fuck I'm at Dirty junky money, in the slum where the [?] at [?] that's my hood neighbor, we ain't gon' speak on that 1's, 10's and 5's, in the [?] running up racks 1's, 10's and 5's in the [?] getting to the sack [Verse 4: Coach Ricky J] I can spot a real nigga when he come [?] That's how the kid came up [?] less than one month One nigga that believed in a young nigga If he say, I'll take the soul from a dumb nigga Fuck nhiggas, no, I don't fuck with ya Before I do, duplicate my [?] picture From the clean to the green to the pills, nigga What's realer than a tale from a real nigga? Coach Ricky [Chorus: Coach Ricky J] Tales of a real nigga Gotta keep it 100 if you know 'bout me The tales of a real nigga Say whatever I want, goddamn, I'm free Tales of a real nigga Do whatever I want when I'm in my hood The tales of a real nigga And anywhere I go, nigga, it's all good