For My Real Niggaz Songtext
von Cuban Link

This is for my real niggas
My packin steal niggas
My hundred dollar bill niggas

Yo yo yo, this is for my real niggas
Ready to kill for what they feel niggas
Ill niggas, from forest to ranch lil ville niggas
Who knew me back when I was just lil phil niggas
What the deal niggas nothings change still a real nigga
I still remember chillin on the hill with ya dealing grills with ya
Flipping in heaven and grabbin steal with ya
To all my niggas rich or poor you know I′m still with ya
You kept it real with me so Ima keep it real with ya


Yo yo this is for my homies my only true niggas that really know me
We grow next together drinking 40s and smoking stogies
Flipping on bums for no reason drunk running from police
ODing off of weed every Friday like Craig and smokey
Cutting school up in Tony's house running nothing but orgies
I hold all these memories like a trophy, we used to roll deep
A bunch of naughty shorties sporting fades and baldies
Getting paid on the low key, we were never scared to hold heat
And even though my father told me they phony full of bologna
I love my homies, they were there for me
Slowly but surely, ima blow so we can all eat
Born legit so ima leave the hustlin to Oakley
Throwing block parties from twenty three park to Holmes street
With all my dogs wilding out together without no beef
It′s so deep, it makes my eyes go weep
Just analyze the code of the streets
I ride or die for all my homies for real

Yo, this is for my real niggas
Ready to kill for what they feel niggas
Ill niggas, from forest to ranch lil ville niggas
Who knew me back when I was just lil phil niggas
What the deal niggas nothings change still a real nigga
I still remember chillin on the hill with ya dealing grills with ya
Flipping in heaven and grabbin steal with ya
To all my niggas rich or poor you know I'm still with ya
You kept it real with me so Ima keep it real with ya


Yo yo, I got ya back twin, packin a mac when I'm attackin
Even if it′s one against ten count me in to the end
Cause for my men I′m going all out
Just call out my name in need, I'll make a nigga brain fall out
Nuff love for my blood brothers, some rough mother fuckers
Who bust slugs, that′s why I put 'em above others
Cause some niggas ain′t real, they talk mad shit
Then when it's time to flip, they hit the track and field
I′m packin steal for them back stabbin faggots
I gets more attention then car conventions at Jacob Javits
So all aboard here's the final call
Me dog the punisher and triple seis go back like spinal cords
We been through thick and thin, seekin in predicaments
But still we said chill because we learned more from listening
To each other, the blood brother slug will never die
That's why I got you all locked inside

Yo, this is for my real niggas
Ready to kill for what they feel niggas
Ill niggas, from forest to ranch lil ville niggas
Who knew me back when I was just lil phil niggas
What the deal niggas nothings change still a real nigga
I still remember chillin on the hill with ya dealing grills with ya
Flipping in heaven and grabbin steal with ya
To all my niggas rich or poor you know I′m still with ya
You kept it real with me so Ima keep it real with ya

Yo it′s a family thing only my crew understands
Y'all don′t wanna fuck around
Yo it's a family thing only my crew understands
Life or death they hold me down
Yo it′s a family thing only my crew understands
Killings from the hood be down
Yo it's a family thing only my crew understands