Real n*ggas lyrics

[Intro]
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[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Nina go, "Falah", but that nickel go, "Ha-ra-da-tat"
Chillin' with my savage at that block that be my habitat
Run up on me, think again, [?] ain't havin' that
Thirty, pop a shawty, got Chicago where it's levelled out
[?], we'll clap you up -- get killed
f*ck a major, big mistake, wish I could switch deals
[?], he facin' twelve, my daddy facin' wheels
I grow up selling D, f*ckin' hoes and poppin' pills
Finessin', we walkin' reckless, my n*ggas reckless
Lil' n*gga robbin' habits and snatchin' necklace
Lil Reecey, he make that tax bit, flip bricks like Tetris
Ex-b*tch, she f*cked my next b*tch, that sh*t be hectic
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important

[Verse 2: Lil Snupe]
I said you f*ckin' with the wrong one
n*gga, you might as well shoot yourself
Man, my dog clutching, keep that thing right on that Gucci belt
Shoot anybody, give a f*ck 'bout your feelings
All your n*ggas be talkin' and all my n*ggas be killin'
We a homicide, n*gga, yeah, I'ma ride
Anybody play with my team, n*gga, your momma die
Yeah, I'm a Zone 4 n*gga, a Zone 4 killer
I don't give a f*ck 'bout you or any n*gga who with you
I roll with shooters, n*ggas who love that gun sound
And anybody get out of line, then you get gunned down
Only f*ck with real; if you a f*ck n*gga, don't come round
pus*y think that I won't merk him 'cause I'm out the slum now

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Meek Milly
I say whole clique some real n*ggas
We don't f*ck with no fake n*ggas
I spin through your block with three Ks like I hate n*ggas
Catch 'em slippin', we walk down
Ain't got time to chase n*ggas
Everybody be hatin' on us, but everybody don't play with us
You get the sh*t, push back
Picture [?], blue walls
[?] on his face
Yeah, I did [?]

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important
Rollin', my block be rollin', them n*ggas lookin'
n*ggas just jumped off porches, them n*ggas rookies
Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies
Real n*ggas f*ck with with real n*ggas, that's important