Songs of Kobalt Music Publishing - Real As It Gets lyrics

[Intro - Jeezy] Yeah, see it's that It's that Blueprint 3 sh** right here It's that TM 103 sh** right here You ready ? You ready Hov'? Let's go! (Hands up!) [Verse 1 - Jeezy] Allow me to re-introduce myself At the same time re-introduce my wealth At the same time rejuvenate the game It's for my old dog n***as that's used to 'caine Now what B-dog said, I respect the game GD's, vice lords, the crips the same And I know you're 'bout to say this off the chain Tell 'em fake trappin' a** n***as stay out my lane See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain And when these fake n***as gone, I shall remain And if you just tunin' in, let me explain You know I keep that 47, Uday Hussein These n***as way too far, I played the game And if you listen hard enough I say some things And when that sack got low, I shave them things And put 'em right back together, I made them things [Hook - Jeezy] Now put your sets in the air if you represent your clique Money in the air if you ever hit a lick, baby Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that b**h Say you looking for the real, hey well this is real as it gets Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! This is real as it gets [Verse 2 - Jay Z] Now where that South side at, wa**up, wa**up Where the west coast at, put your W's up Where my east coast n***as that hustle to live And all my n***as up north that's doin' a bid Oh yeah I'm rare, I'm aware that I'm rare I rap and I'm real, I'm one of the few here These other boys lyin', I wonder if y'all care They stories out this world, I wonder if y'all hear But don't really matter as long as they stay clear Clear of the real sh** we doin' over here When my n***a get home, I'm gonna send him a Lear For all the time he been down, get him right up in the air With a couple of broads get him right up in the air Mile high club get him right up in there Send my n***a some gear like he never missed a year By the time you hear this song, he'll be standing right here [Hook] [Verse 3 - Jay Z] A hundred million to the good and I'm still talkin' yayo At a snails pace I won this race that y'all trail Uh, uh, Blueprint's for sale Followin' my footprints you can't fail Set sail, I used to duck shots but now I eat quail I'll probably never see jail Each tale contains more of the truth Of the statute allows me to go into detail Uh, close your eyes you can smell Hov's the audio equivalent of braille That's why they feel me in the favelas in Brazil And Waterhouse cause real recognize real Rrraaahhh! [Verse 4 - Jeezy] You know me, I don't need no introduction Call me make a lil' somethin' out of nothin' Anywhere you go, we're the topic of discussion Damn, that's gotta be disgusting Err, sh** make me wanna throw up It's big boy music, it should make me wanna grow up Flows like syrup, it just make me wanna pour up And is it just me or this makes you wanna roll up A big fat one, then unpack one Then unwrap one, peel back one They use to call me Jizzle with the stamp in the middle And you can tell the color when it's damp in the middle