Lyrics Real Niggas - Yo Gotti

Man What happened to my real niggas
Man what happened to the real niggas
(I don′t know) They in the feds or gone
Going put my life in this song
Man What happened to my real niggas
Homie just feel my pain, this shit goin drive me insane
I wrote this here for all my real niggas
True story homie
Man what happened to the real niggas

You a real nigga, what happened homie
Heard you runnin with the enemy, you trippin homie
You wasn't raised like that, that aint your background
Get a lil money with niggas this how you act now
Streets a mothafucka,
Not to mention nigga treat you like my blood brother
But once you cross that line you gotta stay there
And if you playing both sides know you gotta lay there
Man pissed me off, ain′t no more playing fair
Hundred bands n guns, that what i call warfare
Aint nobody safe, any nigga get it
Dont call my phone, aint shit to talk about
You know this

Man What happened to my real niggas
Man what happened to the real niggas
(I don't know) They in the feds or gone
Going put my life in this song
Man What happened to my real niggas
Homie just feel my pain, this shit goin drive me insane
I wrote this here for all my real niggas
Man what happened to the real niggas

Once upon a time you was a real nigga
You was, but now you disloyal you just a field nigga
What type of nigga your nigga but with the other side
We dont shake hands with the enemies we do homicides
It's ridgecrest mafia for life and fuck the other side
You never see me say a word, you just see gun fire
Cuz gangstas dont talk and drama dont slide
One thing i hate the most, a nigga playing boths sides
Just know you dont slide, hit his ass on both sides
Makes him scream o lord like he in church getting baptize
Im on my fucking world the world dont really fuck with me
My young niggas thats all i got this otha shit aint nothin to me
Old ass niggas better sit down,
Pussy ass niggas better get down
I&E the mob, CMG the mothafuckin squad
Any nigga round me best have heart
Niggas best be smart
Down to do they time and and catch a charge
Family nigga you must play ya part
Now they saying im crazy,
Cuz i go to war with the whole city
I dont give a fuck nigga i get it hoes the business
And i put that on me
I aint never gave no statement, i aint never cop no plea
I let money fight my cases, i get money and i go hard
I let haters do the hating, when you pussies ready to face me
I′ll be right here just waiting
Matter of fact im getting impatient
Sippin on the hen gettin wasted
Ima catch a murder one and i can taste it
How you get so far, then go back to the basics
I feel tip gucci n boosie some of this shit you just cant shake it
Some of this shit you gotta embrace it
Some of these problems you gotta erase it
So i kick it where they fuck they bitches till i run they niggas crazy
(Ha) niggas aint real anyway,
You aint the G in gangsta you the G in gay, Pussy!