paroles de chanson That's Real - Beanie Sigel , AZ
(Verse
1:
AZ)
I
holds
it
down
for
the
convicts
that
live
in
a
box
And
them
little
grimy
niggaz
that
live
in
them
spots
Venimous
plots,
real
nine?
glocks
Spin
with
the
drop
Hammer
cocks,
sent
you
a
shot
Brooklyn
motha
fucka,
we
blend
with
the
blocks
Live
niggaz,
type
to
spend
10
on
a
watch
Face
lift
it
Hit
it
straight
nuttin'
to
taste
wit
it
Fuck
shots
Cop
bottles,
whole
case
wit
it
Street
war
Niggaz
don't
beef
no
more
See
the
kill
for
real
or
don't
eat
no
more
Sleep
no
more
Hollow
tips'll
eat
you
raw
Straight
through
the
right
cheek
of
your
jaw
(blaow)
Lets
get
it
on
With
the
guns
drawn
Ride
or
die
No
whats
wrong
Gettin'
shitted
on
My
reply
Cut
you
up
with
some
shit
that'll
tear
your
soul
Wrap
up
if
you
feel
the
cold
That's
real
(Hook:
Beanie
Sigel)
My'
spit
from
my
block
men
Everyday
ya
upstate
gettin'
boxed
in
Stick
a
(marriage?)
through
the
gate
when
they
locked
in
You
can
hear
'em
when
they
break
when
they
boxed
in
That's
real
My
spit
from
my
street
men
All
day,
smuggle
yay
pull
ya
Jeep's
in
Never
play
where
you
lay
we
ain't
sleepin'
Spot
clean,
FED's
dumb
let
'em
creep
in
That's
real
(Verse
2:
Beanie
Sigel)
I
break
laws
when
I
want
to
Jaws
when
I
want
to
Everybody,
get
them
on
the
floor
when
I
come
through
Know
the
rules
not
to
move
when
I
come
to
jam
you
Two
hammers
One
in
my
hand
one
in
the
tan
room
The
General
I
could
care
less
if
theres
ten
of
you
I'm
built
for
stress
Do
what
few
men
can
do
Send
a
few
into
you
Injured
you,
you
injured
two
Mack
11
ya
hit
your
Chevy
Sent
it
off
in
his
inertubes
Mack
pop
the
pistol
well
Cop
fish
scales
Used
to
pop
a
pistol
quick
Cock
that?
shit
Gun
still
on
the
missile
tip
Hit
that
main
tissue
shit
Kidney,
lungs,
heart,
spleen,
brain
tissue
shit
I
hit
you
niggaz
where
it
hurt
at
Where
you
little
niggaz
they
dirt
at
Where
they
pump
they
work
at
Recognize
when
the
motha
fuckin'
truth
in
here
Beanie
Sieg
hottest
thing
in
the
booth
this
year
That's
real
(Hook:
Beanie
Sigel)
My
spit
from
my
block
men
Everyday
ya
upstate
gettin'
boxed
in
Stick
a
(marriage)?
through
the
gate
when
they
locked
in
You
can
hear
'em
when
they
break
when
they
boxed
in
That's
real
My
spit
from
my
street
men
All
day,
smuggle
yay
pull
ya
Jeep's
in
Never
play
where
you
lay
we
ain't
sleepin'
Spot
clean,
FED's
dumb
let
'em
creep
in
That's
real
(AZ)
Ya
little
mind
and
the
things
that
it
conjure
up
Even
worse
when
you
Henney'd
and
Ganja'd
up
Could
see
it
now
Feet
duck
taped,
arms
in
cuffs
Your
conscience
fucked
Pissey
be
on
your
bluff
(Beanie
Sigel)
I
roll
with
niggaz
that'll
clap
you
up
Get
locked
and
wait
for
you
to
get
knocked
and
whack
you
up
Stick
a
motha
fuckin'
sword
in
ya
Make
everybody
on
the
motha
fuckin'
block
see
the
broad
in
ya
(AZ)
Arm
the?
Niggaz
need
to
bomb
wit
us
Dawn
wit
us
Bust
of
they
chronic
wit
us
Quiet
Money,
Roc-A-Fella
nigga
arm
your
pups
Play
the
game
before
your
palms
get
touched
(nigga)
(Beanie
Sigel)
I
(spiffin?)
niggas
doin'
a
long
time
All
day,
could
see
new
spades
and
keep
a
blade
on
a
phone
line
Keep
the
guards
payed
so
they
got
they
own
line
Hustle
on
the
block
still
make
they
own
wine
That's
real
(Hook:
Beanie
Sigel)
- repeat
3X
My
spit
from
my
block
men
Everyday
ya
upstate
gettin'
boxed
in
Stick
a
(marriage?)
through
the
gate
when
they
locked
in
You
can
hear
'em
when
they
break
when
they
boxed
in
Tha'ts
real
My
spit
from
my
street
men
All
day,
smuggle
yay
pull
ya
Jeep's
in
Never
play
where
you
lay
we
ain't
sleepin'
Spot
clean,
FED's
dumb
let
'em
creep
in
That's
real
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