Real Songtext
von M. J. Withers

Real ns up in this bh

Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bh


Y′all know what time it is, I ain't gotta say too much
Every time you hear me up on these beats y′all know I blaze it up
Gotta keep my paper up, that ain't no cap
Let that extendo blow, this ain't just rap
When I′m down in the paint I rhyme to the bank
Turn it up more pourin′ up my drank
Got my weight up Tank, tell'em why my face blank
I don′t like y'all ns, being quite frank
Nah it ain′t hate I stay in the wire
Stanfield stories how I reap that fire
Make them thangs go
Make them thangs go
And she so damn fine that she caught my eye
Baby drop that thang up on me
Baby don't be so shy
Tell me yo passions tell you my passions
Baby don′t be so shy
Now I never lie on things and I never hide my flings
Every time my hot line bling it's always a fine lil' ting
Now here′s the equation to my rotation
Ain′t no rotation, I just be patient
Maybe she's Haitian or she′s Jamaican
Don't even matter, I just be slangin′
When I be datin' and I be bankin′
And I be claimin' what I be claimin'
Clear on my placin′, never mistaken
Plus I got couth, so they be stayin′

Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bh


Calm it down, ns think that they harder now
Ns think that they armor now
Na I'll bust yo brain, rush in slay
Bring that pain, don′t you play
Bleed propane, leave you flamed
Bh I hit like Bane when I take my aim
I'll erase yo name out in this crusade
Coast to coast in my whip I ride
Cosa Nostra, I hypnotize
All in all I got y′all involved
I'm going off like I′m Molotov's
And I torch this be it yo camp or a fortress
Na don't slip I′ll hit like forces
Pedigree steeze indeed that source is
Thunder clap Norse st
Ride around on that basis
Power sound and that bass hits
Hold it down and I make this
That′s victory and I taste it
Pour my shot and I face it
Run the block on y'all cases
Pop the clutch and I race it
Blessings here and I′ll take them
Might as well take it

Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bh

Real ns up in this bh
Real ns up in this bh
Yeah, real ns up in this bh
Yeah, real ns up in this bh