that) Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!! (I need that) What what!!! Special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Ladies and gentlemen, Keith Murray, ahh!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 3
the doctors Studied them projects niggas we got our doctorates Yea the streets write a book I be the author Think I'll call it SLP stunt like my patnas [Chorus] [Verse 3
doctors Studied them projects niggas we got our doctorates Yea the streets write a book I be the author Think I'll call it SLP stunt like my patnas [Chorus] [Verse 3
, fuck the damn police Called up my friend Joe, a roof job pro 459 on his mind car stereos He said the spot was sleep, he cased the joint a week 3 a.m
my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry G Yeah, we do the shit like this The card after the ace is deuce So cut the nigga loose on the 3 That's
} Yo it's like speeding down the highway with a blind fold on no hands on the wheel hopin' God will lead me my way and I know he real so my grandma say
of my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just 'cause of their negligence DEATH, real
, because if ya don't, I think you need to start answering the action, because what I'm bout to say is just real, it's too real, like me and my thugs,
wheelchair He's still, his quill there, he gets killed there If it's left up to me I'll bury em They got a nigga livin in a sanitarium A real thief goes by the book
Bro, what's poppin'? It's 'bout time, real Chi-Town niggas link up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in Where do
Repeat 3x] She got book intelligence street common sense Ain't down for the bull... She can switch her mode from corporate to ghetto Even when she gone represent She's that keep it real
don't stop The party start jumping 5 hours ago The mix don't stop till it's way past 4 At 3 A.M. I hit the scene Buck-toothed freaks hit 3:15 Pull
as a real fly cutie Tight-ass jeans to show that booty When we met, I acted grinnin' 'Cause in my book, she was a queen I felt that feelin', anticipation
the flex wit my muscle the Luniz doin they thing-ama-jig an it must sell. *(Chorus)* 2x Eh! Shit is real! Verse 3 *(Numskull of the Luniz)*
that ghetto hook I got a white bitch who said she went to Pebblebrook Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf I got more numbers than a yellow book And I
feed us We don't need em' [Chorus] [Chipmunk - Verse 3] Imagine you was the one, that couldn't get a look in couldn't get a booking couldn't get a push
real krs peter gunz (ice cube) 1 2 3 4 hit it It's the men of steel bangin' with the drum hit it 4 3 2 1 Shaq b real B real Hip hop has plenty of steel
Since a rook I did everything in the book Puttin' those thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya Loc this rap game ain't ready for a real cap nigga Chorus
