Shout out to Big U

Real

Real n***a

Yal better chill

Two 9 wassup

8 0 8 Mafia

How to be real

Some n***as don't but some n***as will

I'm shooting to kill

Jumpin to ride or shooting to kill

I'm taking the shot

I'm drinking that gin or shooting to kill

My B*****s so real

My B*****s so real

My B*****s so real

You killin' my vibe

I'm up in that b***h

I'm getting a thrill

I'm popping that thing

She poppin' that P***y like it is a pill

I come from the burg

Some n***as are fake most n***as are real

Some n***as get killed

I don't drink n' drive she takin' the wheel

Hundred thousand dollars round my neck yes

N***a I'm down to ride for my respect yes

Man yal just don't understand

Since I was a lil' n***a yea I've been poppin' them rubber bands

God d**n

If I didn't have a deal

I'd still have a mil

My n***as thuggin' out in public

F**k it

I guess nobody told you

Yeah uhh how to be real

I'm repping Two 9 I f**k with the game

Two 9

How to be real

I'm f**king her once I don't know her name

Smoking that loud

I'm breaking it down and rolling it up

Cash

That money gon' come

I'm stacking it up

Can't f**k this s**t up

Cash

These n***as is lame

These n***as just talk

These n***as ain't real

Fake

My young n***a with it

And I ain't gonna touch it he gripping that steel

She come to the crib

She have a good time but don't get to stay

That pack on the way

Man that pack on the way that pack on the way

Young rich n***as we don't f**k with you n***a

I be flexing out in public who the f**k is you n***a

Get a mil my n***a split it with the crew n***a

Take his main B***h from him show him what to do with it huh