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Yea, see real niggas come first cuz we made to respect and we do what we want in these streets And dope boys come second cuz money make the motherfucking world go round And fly niggas come third cuz he might ain't got no money but he still could fool the baddest bitch in the building Killin these streets nigga Treat the motherfucking ghost like it's grandma Keef's Walk up the lead, shorty V and we order a feast I come straight from the ghetto, I'm ballin hard as I wanna And I'm thankful as ever, that we ain't out on a coma There been death in system, you the ref with the whistle Cuz these suckers is fowl, they disrespect us we hit em Niggas claiming they real, they wishing their gang official They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his crystal Go on with the hammers, my niggas all in the slammer Niggas want to catch me slippin but I don't walk over in there I'm outchea strappin them felcrow and no, I don't say I'm dough But I spin that raw shit, it's like a cell code Put one in your hand nigga, like walk with a shell ghost I wanted a chamber yea we on point like your elbow Bulletproof range when I pull and shoot things Hit em close range, let em feel the blue flame Every month I buy a new car, a new chain I won't never fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) SongtexteI keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my lungs) Real bitches come first (first), fat bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got purchase all in my system and half a juice in syrup And these suckas talkin this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve I try to kick my bitches up on lay away (lay away) And if you fuck me good you getting paid today (paid today) That's 40 on my wrist, you caught me 80k And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin out the light tinted So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti) I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie) Niggas hatin on me (on me) Know they wanna pin me at the table with my niggas, he is locked in with the greenie And that pussy smell like Fiji Boy, I'll just go swimming Everything but foreign from the porches to the women I'm early in the morning, with the coca, tryina flip it Nigas say they want the money but they don't want go and get it That's why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I was out there on that curb With mailbox so close with me, I'm picture word that I'm worth Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work Go! Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my lungs) Real bitches come first (first), fat bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got purchase all in my system and half a juice in syrup And these suckas talkin this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve Aus Songtexte Mania