Letras:
Head East Got To Be Real

It's got to be real Didn't know how good it could feel This time nobody's goin' to steal Sweet lady of mine, it's got to be real Sweet little missy

plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts

gone I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight So I turn my head to the north, swallow

I walk like I got tendonitis I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis He ain't got a vaccine or cure

and we coming for the comers and whoever among us and u kno imma bust my ass until my crew very humongous I said T.I hold ya head and Mack hold ya head

I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit but a real lick Like robbin' a jewelry store Select which one will I raid, got be headin' downtown '

I shook his head off And when I get done I'm going to blow your head off they lost Forever that fifth dog nigga dat all be nailin' 'em all Y'

killas be pumping them slugs Niggas be fiending me daily Me silence me twelve gauge eruption And I'm on a road to destruction And steady be busting

cool Don't forget playa hataz gettin' That buck to tha bang All up in tha body, got 'em got 'em We won't be slippin' We might just be peepin' you all