paroles de chanson Real Nigga - Cookie Money

Chea, it's Cookie Money nigga
You niggas ain't real like me

I grew up as a young nigga
No rap stars or bball we looked up to drug dealers
Sold snatches and brick flippas'
You lack in this field I got some niggas that'll deal witchu'
He wanna smoke ride and chill witchu'
But when the war is on I bet that nigga ain't gon' kill for you
He probly' snitchin' take a deal on you
These niggas strange in the game this shit change and they ain't loyal
But I'm sticking to the G code
Sneak dissing on my squad I catch you slippin' bitch we gon' blow
Be cool or get fucked up
I got some killas' in the cut and they all tryna' murk some
Damn [?] with them hunnid' drums
Don't throw no flags you gettin' gassed bitch we turnt up
(Haha yee chea it's Cookie Money)

I just wanna live my life
These niggas ain't right so I'm gripping on
This glizzy tryna' make it through the night
I'ma real nigga it's nobody realer, I'ma real nigga it's nobody realer
So I move right so the snakes won't bite
Surviving in the jungle cause' I'ma real lion
I'ma real nigga it's nobody realer, I'ma real nigga it's nobody realer

Started rapping niggas speaking on my name bruh
Put the heat on his ass watch him change up
These niggas just like bitches watch em' huddle up
Tag his ass with the K when I pull up
Headshots, gunshots watch him throw up
If you ain't with me you against the set I throw up
Alphabets, B Street bitch we blew up
East Oakland ride foreign with the doors up
Long money now the hunidds' don't fold up
Got me shining homie bitch just chose up
She got me icy, my nigga wrist froze up
But I'm still in these streets can't get these bricks up
Keep my mask in the cuts can't get these licks up
I'm bout' whatever do whatever keep my chips up
He said he ran the bitch, I got my dick sucked
Still sweet talking to hoes I just switch up