I want I Don't know what is real Don't you know it's all a joke Sell the band to sell the Coke® Sell your life and move away Is this real or just machine
I'm in the hills I hang with Kristin Cavallari And when I'm in Miami I'm with Courtney, Kim and Chloe And when I'm in the A I'm with Ciara or it's Keri
things that cruise Go bring the news Wit flows meaning cruel From few options To cruise hopping Now fools plotting 'cause I chart topping From bounce checks to being in effect And
and your chest, now rock to the beat Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
rhyme opponent M.C. Ice T just microphonin' 33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute This record is def because my heart is in it Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise Special effects
keys and Gs Imagine that, me workin' at Mickey D's That's a joke 'cause I'm never gonna be broke When I die there'll be bullets and gun smoke Ya don
-de-da-de' I can't get a bleep? What's the deal? Maybe my words are just too real It's not profanity, it's just the man and me He doesn't want you to
like Gucci, Fila, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But wheter your names Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain't Wndy
trippin' and that ain't my sport I'd rather lamp in my crib and flip the Robb report And set my v-dozen on the streets Cause when I'm twisting my dubs
-T in the path finder 'Cause you haters got PhD's Y'all just some major haters and some math minors Tiger Woods, don't make me grab iron Hey yo, champagne wishes and
flick use caution, caution 'Cause if you legal and single we talkin', talkin' Call 911, send Emergency Tell the swat team to please respond with urgency 'Cause
to get your time dropped Puttin niggaz up forever, cause you did the crime hop Turned fed, and know they got indictments for real Runnin in niggaz houses
's the one you call To rock a party, and you know that Ak won't stall Pass me the 40, I'm back in effect y'all And step and give the man some respect
niggaz joke too much And my gun got cancer, it smoke too much, we Real niggaz, louder, real niggaz, louder, louder Real niggaz, yo, real niggaz First
Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hey... Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and
the sounds of the real thing So get a grip quick drop a gear we progress and express We're coming fresh The appliance of the science We getting strong, oh yes And
real make the fake niggas kneel And lose appetites when you taste nigga's steel My rhymes are what it take to get a deal That make it real I'm like BIG
it's all said in done, we gon' be on top Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot and clown; Niggas relyin on special effects While the khakis and
