Текст песни Real S**t (feat. King Baggz) - Hitta Castro

With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
Thats real shit
Ride for my fam and you know
A nikka gone ride for my squad
Thats real shit
Dont fuck with the fakes you can get a pump
In the face cause im on that real shit

Hold up wait a minute
Im on that real shit
Lame nikkas keep talking shit
Get your face rearrange
Real quick
Got bags full of artillery
With extended clips
Got my goons by the graveyard
Made you a ditch
Kuz you a bitch
Real shit
Respect from all over
Thats true shit
Everytime me and baggz
We killing shit
We murder our competition
Thats real shit
Buried in the dirt nikka
Cause you a snitch nikka
We dont fuck with no lame as bitch nikka
Word to my rhymes we dont fuck with those
All of my nikkas about our doe
In the streets and in the booth
Ripping shit
Thats how we do
Its hard hitta
What what
And thats real shit

With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
Thats real shit
Ride for my fam and you know
A nikka gone ride for my squad
Thats real shit
Dont fuck with the fakes you can get a pump
In the face cause im on that
Real shit
With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
Thats real shit
Ride for my fam and you know
A nikka gone ride for my squad
Thats real shit
Dont fuck with the fakes you can get a pump
In the face cause im on that real shit

Real shit coming from my area
Got some nikkaz to bury ya
Got some nikkaz to carry ya
I be on to these nikkas they wanna circulate
I murder rap and pull a shell in ya vertebra
While im steady climbing the murder rate
Jersey what i represent and any nigga try to get in the middle
Ill literally hit′em then ima flow the beat
It'll be amazing the way that boy Ill destroy the beat
Kill you on a verse smoke a blunt then ima go to sleep
Im on the track with my nikka hitta
We come with them killers
They literally on a killing spree
Now they be hating and local artists
Aint feeling me I dont really pay attention
Cause them nikkas aint real as me
On a hunt for the fuck of it
I aint looking for nikkaz im on the hunt for the government
Ima product of my environment
Know you probably heard that before
But ima silence
Your early retirement
For the obvious and you end up buying it
Now i gotta kill′em why
Niggaz wanna criticize
Fuck it bitch im getting high
Fuck it bitch im getting high
Look into a killer's eyes
Listen to a sinners mind
Nikka im just living fine
Im in my prime and them niggas don't want genocide
Know some young niggaz out in tenafly
With them choppas and they letting 10′em fly
Fuck them other niggas on the other side
Tell′em that i said it

With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
Thats real shit
Ride for my fam and you know
A nikka gone ride for my squad
Thats real shit
Dont fuck with the fakes you can get a pump
In the face cause im on that
Real shit
With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
Thats real shit
Ride for my fam and you know
A nikka gone ride for my squad
Thats real shit
Dont fuck with the fakes you can get a pump
In the face cause im on that real shit