RNS lyrics

by

Trash Talk


[Chorus: Jay Ant]
Real n*gga sh*t
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch
I said real n*gga sh*t
I don't a give a f*ck, young n*gga what

[Verse 1: Kool John]
All gas like I'm fillin' up
Real n*gga sh*t, b*tch listen up
Remember when I didn't have a buck?
I'm on the road gettin' cheese like a mega bus
b*tch, I don't give a f*ck like a virgin
Off the 18 down 580 swervin'
I dropped the four up in the liter
Got that thumper on my speaker
Payed the rent off a feature
I, get cashed off of flows
Me and the gang f*ck out of state hoes
We be smokin' out hotel floors
Broke hoes, I let 'em go I let 'em go
I be diggin' on them hoes, you be kissin' on them hoes
I be cashin' all them checks, poppin' tags off them clothes
I wanna cop that ghost so I ride spooky
That's real n*gga sh*t like I'm takin' dookies

[Chorus: Jay Ant]
Real n*gga sh*t
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch
I said real n*gga sh*t
I don't a give a f*ck, young n*gga what
[Verse 2: Jay Ant]
See, they ain't who they say they is
Man, who you think you playin' with?
You see I'm from the bay, b*tch
And where I'm from we don't pay the b*tch
See, these n*ggas still trickin'
Why they still trippin'?
All this free game and they still trippin'
Better tell that b*tch chip in
Mob on these hoes, I be mobbin'
They be "Uhh, he might be a real n*gga?"
Mob on these hoes, I ain't stoppin'
And they be like "Uhh, he might be a real n*gga?"
So why you sippin' on 'em, I ain't trippin' on 'em
If they trippin' then I'm dippin' on 'em
Dippin' on 'em like s-s-s
b*tch, I'm just tryna get rich
And you be all on a b*tch
And my family from the Rich
Man, I coulda been a pimp

[Chorus: Jay Ant]
Real n*gga sh*t
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch
I said real n*gga sh*t
I don't a give a f*ck, young n*gga what
[Verse 3: IamSu!]
I swear to God I make it look too easy
And every girl around me look too good
I'm pullin' up and all the girls go crazy
They lovin' me in every burb and every hood
Follow the flow
We some young n*ggas always on the come up
Where we come from it's so muthaf*ckin' hard to make a come up
But we've done it, look who run it
Like who sayin', you playin', ho we insane
Flow 93 Octane, no game we not playin'
Like me on, Dione, she high, zenon
Broke ho be gone, kick her ass out then I pass out
I guess those were the times I was slept on
Don't put me to the test like a Scantron
Cause we could fail it, and I'll figure it out
I'm screamin' free all of my n*ggas till my n*ggas is out
Ooh, and I'm the best without a shadow of doubt
On some Japanese sh*t that I could barely pronounce

[Chorus: Jay Ant]
Real n*gga sh*t
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch
I said real n*gga sh*t
I don't a give a f*ck, young n*gga what
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