Lil B - Real Hip Hop 2012 lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo, wasup man, ok wasup bro, (Lil B the Basedgod) yo wasup, yeah I appreciate that... Yeah man what you want, we got a lot of n***as that f** with Wu Tang Clan and f** with Lil B the Basedgod cause he can spit some sh**... Yeah cause he keep it based [Verse] n***as ask me who my real clique, I Got love for Basedworld, man, this I So I bring a n***a back with my recipe Mix two bars two blunts Now he checking me Yeah Uh- I'm breathless I left the game But the game can't starve So I move sh** back to a n***a postpone life Pop the gat back till a b**h see the smoke light You ain't even seen bullets Can't even hold it right I make sure that my n***as well And we eating good If it's not steak Get a plate And we taking yours As a real n***a said: "If you smell it he a s**a" b**h n***as smell like p**y undercover Like a smooth bop Getting hit with no rubber Tried to give her fat dick like I'm Ed Lover But the game is the game so I learned how to love it Max a million till I can't use credit Try to make c note till the point of note debit In cla** everyday but still no credit So I told my teacher "f** you" and "s** my dick b**h" I told my a girl she better be a ride or die b**h Like The Game... or Jadakiss k** the game, make moves like Jada Pinkett My thought process, is thinking above thinking (yes) You ain't reached my level n***a I'm only thinking and rapping Talk sh** man behind your back Fake n***as scared That's why they gotta put a mask on I'm sleep by my bat bro Knock a n***a top off like a soda It's cool when a n***a keep it like a soldier Man, Lil B I never fold over Come from the hood man its respect from the shoulders Rapping everyday hip hop having posters How I'm at the top of the game with no promotion Same way Lebron hit Wade when he was open The same day people getting robbed out in Oakland The .45 smoking You gotta stop smoking The gun homework man I gotta stay focused Telling that girl man she gotta stay open She up late like the Tom Green show and I'm upstate like the Mobb Deep flow and With that underground New Jersey sick flow and The Kettiquete, Inettiquette, Mr. C flow and That Funk Master Flex, Bomb sh**, Mystikal and n***as in the hood man the streets know Yeah n***as f** with me over man This- no need for a camera I got the real acid man It's no need for a hammer I got the good lawyer it's no need for a slammer You stay up late man you need For Pajamas Shouts out to Kuwait, The Middle East, Russia, Serbia Man them n***as f** with me Palestine, Iran Them n***as f** with me (Somaila) You feel me? Aye them n***as f** with me (Somaila) Trinidad, New York Man them n***as f** with me (Africa) Australia man they all love for free OG man, I'm in LA in the OC Everybody motherf**ing know Lil B 2012 this the year of the gold teeth Sit down b**h, you think you know me Sitting in the game at the top so lonely Only way a n***a go cop is for the homie Only way a n***a gone cop is if he phony Only way a b**h go shop is if she know me Only for the weed man f** you go pay me That's what I start to feel man Like I'm bill collecting man it's more bills b**h you never guess what if I told you what I did on the daily Most people they start hating Dude like me man I'm beyond hating I ain't scared of hell man, b**h I'm beyond satan Based God [Outro] Real Hip Hop 2012 God's Father Mixtape Yeah Like I said Shouts out to my dude Sway, Shouts out to my dude... Steven Shouts out to Rob I see you (Hip Hop, what) Shaheem I see you man what it is (Hip Hop) (Uh Uh It's Hip Hop) (Yeah it's basedworld) Fifty-one Lil B (Yeah It's Basedworld)