My Nigga For Real lyrics

Uh, Zee
I got waiting haze, my customers ho`s, sleep with me
We have small beef, I still sell them O`s for three fifty
They know in big beef, I pop a hundred times
Be like roadkill, I live nigga`s brains on one and nines
And my down bitches, they be ready to kill
I be like chill, they be like..

[Chorus]
That`s my nigga for real (Yea, uh huh, I`m from the Bricks, we be like)
That`s my nigga for real (Yea, Young Zee, all my niggas from the hood, they be like)
That`s my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy, you my nigga, talk to `em)

[B-Boy]
Yo, I don`t give a fuck if we don`t sell a record
We still gon` get this money in the Bricks
Spill it, Zee

[Young Zee]
Yea, uh, yea, yea
I`m like, Santa Claus, I deliver niggas grams a raw
Straight from Panama, fiends eat it up like canavaugh
And my dimes disappear like magic wands
I sell `em, `til the crack of dawn and destroy every track I`m on
Plus I have a clam packed in the back of vans
More royal than the Taliban murk you for a half a gram
(What?) I get B-Boy to drop your truck in the river
Fuck some dough, we be like..

[Chorus Young Zee ad libs]

[Young Zee]
Yea, jeah, Uh-huh-ha, yea
Scarecrow (what?), I`m trying to walk before I crawl
I want it all ever since I came out of my mama`s walls
I`m trying to make so much dough when I write a song
I can write `em all why y`all clique on the corner selling final calls
Yea, niggas mad at us, gladiators like Maximas, we fabulous
While you fall off like Canibus`s managers
My man Dee U, keep the nina peelin`
(Point `em out, and watch me)

[Chorus Young Zee ad libs]

[Young Zee]
Zee need Buddh
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