(real niggas) Green Eyes, Small Shan, Duhan (real niggas) Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real niggas) Herb, Bohound, Crazy (real niggas) Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (real niggas
(real niggas) Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real niggas) Herb, Bohound, Crazy (real niggas) Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (real niggas) Havoc, Prodigy, Mobb Deep (real niggas
, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginnsu Look at the life that I been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official [Nas]
J.Cole:] I fall whole to the real they wanna know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal And tell dem niggas
baby. [J. Cole:] I fall whole to the real they wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the ville could get a deal And tell them niggas
all you seen was troops This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me Talkin bout he left the hospital took five like me You living fantasies, nigga
you like that I mean damn rep your hood nigga nigga you hard right? Pop off Yayo get ?? niggas on the phone And tell the niggas I said grip up niggas
nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they depend on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's lunchtime You feeling brave nigga
Yo them niggas that wanted beef before Don't want no beef no mo Now that they know who I rep with QB NIGGA!!! Who I rep with QB NIGGA!!! (repeat) [Verse
: DJ scratching] "Niggas bit off Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah "Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep "Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit
Twist that la-la-la-la. {Whoooo! } [Verse 2:] I get high as I wanna nigga Go against me, fo' sho, you'sa goner nigga. I don't smoke to calm my nerves
your shine, I clap the nine, I slap you I'm that one of them niggas you wanna fuck with I spit the shit that make ya keep listenin' Keep my wrists glistenin' I left niggas
(feat. Eminem, Nate Dogg, DJ Boom) [Intro: 50 Cent] G-unit 50 Cent, Shady, Aftermath The Dreamteam We got to get the get well cards niggas is sick
Out of your way Man I wish that I could stab her Remember when I used to grab her I wish a nigga still had her It's gone hurt to see another nigga have
room LAX comin through, JFK real soon [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] So don't touch me nigga! (You might burn yourself!) Don't touch me nigga! (You might burn