Intro

Real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real
Real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real
Real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real
Real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real
Niggas representing, representing, representing
Real niggas representing, representing, representing
Real niggas representing, representing, representing
Real niggas representing, representing, representing
Real niggas representing, representing, representing
Real niggas representing, representing, representing

MCs better run like DMC
I'm Notorious like B.I.G
I'm on in this trife, what is life? I'm getting nasty
Funky, dirty like an old bastard, so don't ask me
To change my flow to some weak pop
That's like asking Pete not to reminisce, but rock
But stay on the DL 'cause CL said I'm smooth
Got a pistol like Pete, my Glocks in the mouth of other crews
I never lose 'cause I got ill street blues
Release my style like a woman beater and abuse
All the crews out there trying to act
Like it's cool, G, with his raw written ass rap
So guard your grills because I'm naughty
My nature is to hate you but instead I tap your shorty like a 40
And it's on, niggas, y'all don't want against the grain
Stand in the name of the tongue that's numb like Cain