Talk. (исполнитель: Real)

Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz 
Them outlaw world-wide my figures. 
From triumph to tragedy, 
To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me. 
For pushin that big [bad word] on 24's a square feat in ATL game [?] 
Man dats what my [bad word] got shot for, 
bein to motha [bad word] wrong for dis footballs. 
See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it 
Misery loves pumpin me 
And that's the real [bad word] 
But in 2005 im on some ill [bad word] 
Four niggaz sneak upon my and i'm fearless. 
I'm takin a stand, a born killer, like them niggaz in pakistan 
It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride. 
 [bad word] ]
I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. 
Now your baby dun became a G. 
When i'm out in them streets 
the only one that got me is me. 
I keep my hand upon my heat. 
Cause you know mama, 
you didn't raise no [bad word] 
so if a [bad word] wanna get at me 
I be out in them streets, my thang [bad word] 
Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me 
Real talk. 

Everyday is a new challenge 
I'm a savage in my new balance 
lot of rappers but not enough raw talent 
Blame the machine but [bad word] it i'm a hustla [bad word] 
So we start our own label sellin' bricks lajit 
Power to the people 
lot of power in my pencil 
We da hope for the hopeless 
The voice for the voiceless 
Outlaw soliers, we still in the game 
Years later last members [bad word] feelin the same. 
Straight from the heart 
makin em walk 
Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow 
Hatas gettin they wrong 
I seen tha streets rap 
Rounda tough with some niggaz 
I seen [?] put religion in the roughs of some niggaz. 
They say gansgtaz dont live that long 
Find More lyrics at www [bad word] 
Too many turn-coals 
Thats [bad word] up puttin cuffs on your folks 
Coincidental the outlawz [bad word] 
And raisin a thug nation we influential 
 [bad word] ]
I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. 
Now your baby dun became a G. 
When i'm out in them streets 
the only one that got me is me. 
I keep my hand upon my heat. 
Cause you know mama, 
you didn't raise no [bad word] 
so if a [bad word] wanna get at me 
I be out in them streets, my thang [bad word] 
Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me 
Real talk. 

Yea, My mother aint made no sucker 
Raised in the gutta 
I'm a made mutha [bad word]  
All I know is get paid motha [bad word] 
All day motha [bad word] 
One way over anotha 
And aint no body no where that can stop me 
Call me cachy you tennis im hockey 
Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky with black rocky in my pocks you got me. 
Real tall I never took a shall unless it was support 
Im stressin aint my thought 
And I walk these dogs im a soldier 
dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up? 
man of [bad word] Good calma 
Niggaz wants drama I got the problem solva 
Big [bad word] Cig, Thats that [bad word] 
plus the bully that a fully automatic. 
 [bad word] ]
I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. 
Now your baby dun became a G. 
When i'm out in them streets 
the only one that got me is me. 
I keep my hand upon my heat. 
Cause you know mama, 
you didn't raise no [bad word] 
so if a [bad word] wanna get at me 
I be out in them streets, my thang [bad word] 
Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me 
Real talk. Y la conchetumadree
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