'm callin' every real Crip And every real B dog to the table right now Yeah, we gon' push a real line right now See if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla
a Hollywood coffee or soda You can call me a roller Your grill's glistenin' Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different What's the real sense of
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will, The Real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat will, The Real Slim Shady please
by three, but I still won the grand prize That's right, a first class, one-way ticket To Albuquerque! Albuquerque! Oh yeah You know, I'd never been On a real
Help me out, dig All I do is grunt and groan, hurts me to walk anywhere Went to see my physician, Dr. Jones He took my trousers off, told me to cough
No Diggity Blackstreet/Dr. Dre/Queen Pen You know what I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt Play on playette Play on playette Yo Dre, drop
I never trail, I lead Spendin' dough, tripped the cost of a ride Like it was pocket money, Gs But these are the things real playas do Talkin' shit is real
, in the black Range-Rover Nasir, tell these motherfuckers what we came for Tell these niggaz why we here Nuttin' but the New York to Texas connection Nuttin' but some real
so, uh Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? (Take it all, you need me) Yes sir, niggas said Dr Wine wasn't nothing 3 years later Dr Wine
up the dock like Yeahhh Macaroni greens and hamhocks, I am not on your planet like Dr. Spock, Rock To my own tune, Lil' Tune My stomach hurtin' My shit is dropping real
's, I'm like People compare me to Pac, so off top I'm like This gangsta shit don't stop, when I drop, it's like That lil nigga Boosie, he ride on chrome That lil nigga Boosie, he get his shine on I'm too real
that friend around that make a nigga reconsider man [Chorus] [Jae Millz:] I ain't being disrespectful baby I'm just being Millz And I don't know how fake feels so I gotta keep it real
Yo Redman is the COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEST shit I done fuckin heard! (Yeah, hahaha... this is Dr. Trevis, comin to y'all motherfuckers live) [Redman] Yo,
color Watch out We run you motherfuckers Puffin' mad spliffs, so fuck a bitch And a nigga, cause niggaz and bitches ain't shit Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Dr
was amazed how the glock raised from the waist Got blazed in your face, was about to drop mace in the place Chill like I did enough, cause real niggas
I'm still in the game and you still gotta see My face goin' down the muthafuckin' street Top down, beat loud with a top-notch freak You say it ain't real
' past all the stops In a clean ass Benz I have all the props Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my Visa I heard your girlfriend was a real dick
I'll play the bitches just like y'all Like Dr. J played basketball You can call me Too, don't say it twice You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your