Troy Ave - Real n***a lyrics

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Troy Ave - Real n***a lyrics

[Hook] I made my name up in these streets like a real n***a I keep them pistols in my jeep like a real n***a I make sure all my homies eat like a real n***a I f** your b**h and go to sleep like a real n***a Man all my pockets be obese cause I deal n***a A couple of boxes ain't no sneaks, just some bills n***a The way I handle all my beefs, I just k** n***as If you 100 then you love me, I'm a real n***a [Verse 1] Chargin' my phone, leave them charges alone I'm ridin' foreigns and trucks, my rims are matte or they chrome Smoke a blunt to the dome, I got some sh** on my head I turn some n***as to bone, f** them all they are dead I get mad I see red, livin' life, gettin' bread Gettin' p**y, f** the opinions of pussies I said Real n***as on top, free run from the box Free money yo blocks, teeth white like them sox [Hook] [Verse 2] Studio thug, you can't do what I does I am really a plug, you just cool in them clubs Before this rap I had bust, feds watchin' and sh** They (?) on that roll, he ain't cooperate sh** I hold 'em down with that cash for bein' real like I knew Loyalty ain't no favor n***a, its just what we do (?) is the crew, we get wild like a zoo But all time, we like chillin' f**in' with hoes by the two Man it's nothin', all these b**hes is f**in' All these n***as is frontin', I see 'em they don't want nothin' I smack, shoot, or snuff 'em They don't respect my name Violence my go to move, I make 'em respect the pain Motherf**ers [Hook]

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