Real niggaz, yeah, yeah, yeah Real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, yeah Louder Yeah, now, now is you motherfuckers ready for this
tell you like this bitch, skinny niggaz running everything nigga You ready Hatin on me Skinny niggaz running shit (3x) Hatin on me Skinny niggaz running
highest niggaz in the industry, 40 Water you drunk as me? Anytime Numskull (then lets get keyed) (we the drunkest niggaz in the industry) The highest niggaz
Broke niggas make the best crooks, ya best look Over your shoulder if you's a high roller Broke muthafuckas, they make the best crooks Broke muthafuckas
For the niggas, my niggas, y'all niggas For my bitches, bad bitches Fuck dem hoes, fuck dem niggas Fuck you too hoe, fuck you, nigga I keep a dick in
snoop] bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz).. Bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz).. Bitch-ass niggaz (beotch).. [both] bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz).. [snoop] yeah i'm talkin about you (beotch).. [dre] bitch niggaz
shit Sittin in my livin room calm and collected Feelin mad, gotta get mine respected 'Cause what I just heard broke me in half And half the niggaz I know, plus the niggaz
nigga, beotch! Yeah Bitch niggaz (Bitch niggaz) Bitch niggaz (Bitch niggaz) Bitch ass niggaz (Beotch) Bitch niggaz (Bitch niggaz) Yeah I?m talkin' about you (Beotch) Bitch niggaz
, MC Ren up in this motherfucker, West West y'all Yeah, L.A. niggaz, L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga Y'all niggaz gotta recognize, yaknahmsayin'? Niggaz
cousins don't be no dumb guy Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz Young niggaz, young nigga, young nigga Young niggaz, young nigga, young nigga Young niggaz
's punk ass nigga There's bitch ass niggaz And there's men There's ladies There's hoes There's women And there's bitches Niggaz act like bitch ass niggaz
] Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker (West West y'all) Yeah, L.A. niggaz L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga Y'all niggaz gotta recognize, yaknahmsayin? Niggaz
Niggaz stock for me, bust another slug for me One time for the love for me My bitches rock wit me, pull another glocks for me Pullin' on niggaz cocks wit me My niggaz
Ayo, light that shit the fuck up man Y'all niggas get ready to get high What we doin' in here y'all, huh? Everybody partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin
Yeah y'all, this the Triangle Offense Ghetto Fab, Paul Cain, Joe Buddens We all 'Street Dreams', at one time or another Fast cars, cash, money, hustlin
niggaz talk shit from way behind I stand my ground but Ya'll niggaz don't Shit! I go to jail, but y'all niggaz wont Y'all niggaz walk around and get
it for granted, if ya wanna, 'cause I'm gonna grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!! Chorus: repeat 2X So all my bitches and my niggaz and my niggaz
kid, he can keep comin back Everybody back up, back up off the ropes All you silly niggaz are gonna have to back up We're gonna need all silly niggaz
