sh*t Done Got Real lyrics

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Mother f*ck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame n*ggas try’na speak
Till they find a beat, it don’t bother me
But um
Any n*gga can’t rap, get him out ASAP
Talkin’ about their trappin’ again
Hopped in the booth
I’ve been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid?
Ya it’s me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin’ at your esophagus
Don’t count on survivin’ the lead
See I’m so p*ssed off to the litter
Like a flow with the riddle
Let her ass cheek giggle
Ima dog and I’m all in the middle
f*ck her, ran her, got balls all in ‘em
What!?
Damn ma’ can’t call up a n*gga
Bust that real fast for all of my n*ggas?
Gotta man? Well it’s f*ck that n*gga
I’m good anywhere like I’m SunPassin’ ‘em
God damn my flow so amazin’
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your b*tch wanna have my babies
n*gga f*ck you, pay me

[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it’s money over them b*tches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I don’t really think you n*ggas get it
Ima decorate your face kind’a like an upholstery n*gga
It’s getting’ kind’a real up in this motherf*cker
I don’t think you really even should approach me n*gga
Lay down motherf*cker you ain’t heard what I said
Why you try’na play me closely n*gga?
And now you wanna talk?
I’m already about to die while you stranglin' and really try’na choke me n*gga
Tell a n*gga that I cut a n*gga till you see the white meat
But I don’t really eat poultry n*gga
f*ck it, it don’t matter anyways
Cause you know you’re about to lay up in a box kind’a cozy n*gga
Look
It be gettin’ kind’a bafflin’ to me
When a dude be actin’ like he know me n*gga
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
Till they get to sink it in your meat slowly n*gga
Hit a n*gga for their sh*t
Make a n*gga strip down, bare
Yogi n*gga
I know it’s unbelievable
Well b*tch, ya betta believe it
It’s the ones that know me n*gga
Beat him like the boy owe me n*gga
If you watch, whoopin’ like a ceremony n*gga
And when I’m finished with him
Go and get his little b*tch
Let her blow me n*gga
I wanna cry for you friend
Why ya try to front when you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I’m the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a n*gga get in the booth
You n*ggas betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna feel
And by they way sh*t is lookin'
sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real

[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it’s money over them b*tches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
Ok it’s money over them b*tches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
sh*t done got real, sh*t done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
sh*t done got real, Yela got-