paroles de chanson Shit Iz Real - Shyheim
Yeah
yeah,
hah
Where
all
my
niggaz
at?
We
up
in
here,
what?
Word
up,
all
my
peoples
Crim-criminals
in
the
penile
Where
ya
at?
cats
sacking
green
Bill/hill
clinton
Chorus:
It
be
real
when
I
pack
a
steel
Everyman
for
himdelf,
send
my
love
to
a
battlefield
Aint
no
wack,
its
a
straight
up
fact
Or
dip
down
in
black
once
you
hear
the
clap
clap
Verse
one:
Shit
iz
real,
ain′t
no
time
to
cash
no
butterflies
Pass
the
st.
ide's
Screwface
is
my
disguise
so
look
me
in
my
eyes
that
ain′t
wise
The
first
chump
that
jumps
is
the
first
chump
that
dies
Raw,
spell
that
backward
that's
war
Lay
low
scarecrow
I'm
knockin
at
your
front
door
Pointin
a
pistol
to
your
peekhole,
pussy
Warning:
my
trigga
finga
gets
busy
Blaow,
a
single
shot
straight
to
the
headpiece
Decrease
the
peace
and
watch
the
murders
increase
See
I′m
ruthless,
pistol
whip
a
nigga
toothless
Me
gettin
hit
that
shit
is
ludicrous
I′m
on
my
p's
and
my
q′s
Try
to
put
your
foot
in
my
shoes
kid,
you
gotta
pay
the
fuckin
dues
I
ain't
the
one
to
play
pammy
I
leave
the
head
all
red
like
that
little
orphan
annie
I′m
dressed
in
black
like
streets
of
harlem
Paddle
punk's
pockets
down
with
no
problem
And
get
away
just
like
an
unsolved
mystery
You
don′t
believe
me
g,
check
my
pedigree
And
you
can
feel
how
I
deal
with
the
muthafuckin
steel
Ain't
no
game
boy,
it's
real
Chorus
2x
Verse
two:
Shit
iz
real,
I′m
in
some
real
shit
Niggaz
wet
up
the
lab,
ma
dukes
got
hit
Now
they
knew
I
was
trying
to
give
em
what
I
owe
em
But
now
I
gotta
act
like
I
don′t
know
em
The
muthafuckers
violated
to
the
fullest
degree
They
did
it
smart,
now
they
gotta
see
me
And
i'ma
flip
like
an
acrobat,
to
give
them
bastards
back
And
let
them
know
where
my
head
is
at
I
pack
a
cannon,
I
know
where
them
thugs
be
standin
Near
the
stores,
with
them
hip
hop
whores
And
there
I
was
all
dipped
and
fatigued
Goin
rambo,
g.i.
joe
of
a
dolo
Droppin
bodies,
bodies
they
was
droppin
Like
rain
from
a
blackman
that
went
insane
They
dissed
my
earth
I
had
to
diss
they
whole
universe
Blew
up
the
block,
stepped
back
and
watched
it
burst
Niggaz
was
runnin,
I
was
steady
gunnin
em
down
They
hittin
the
ground
from
the
impact
of
the
four
pound
Some
kids
tried
to
dip
in
the
whip,
I
emptied
the
clip
And
watched
a
car
do
a
fuckin
flip
Reloaded
at
the
same
time
the
car
exploded
Spotted
a
gangsta
bitch,
told
her
to
hold
it
It
only
took
five
secs
for
she
squealed,
blaka
blaka
Two
shots
to
the
twat,
shit
iz
real
Chorus
2x
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