Too Real lyrics

by

Young Nudy


[Hook]:
I’m just too real for that sh*t
I’m just too real for that sh*t
I can’t go out like no b*tch
I’m just too real for that sh*t
Ain’t no way I’m turnin snitch
I’m just too real for that sh*t
Hell nah I ain’t gon’ call the feds
I’m just too real for that sh*t
Mama did not raise no b*tch
She just too real for that sh*t


[Verse 1]:
Mama ain’t raise no b*tch
Slimeball I’m just too real for that sh*t
They say I’m ridin round with that stick
100 round drum who I get to clappin
Have you flippin like a brick
Yea gymnastic with the brick I do magic
Yeah I disappear with yo sh*t
Slime ball runnin off with all these n*ggas’ sh*t
n*ggas be talking like hoes
Switchin just like some clothes
Guess what I ain’t worried bout that sh*t
I ain’t going out like no b*tch
Don’t be mad if I f*ck yo b*tch
n*ggas be actin like b*tches
I wasn’t raised like no b*tch
n*ggas they like they like turnin foes
Guess a n*gga turned snitch
And all these rats eat cheese
And they ain’t built nothin like this

[Verse 2]:
Big blunt rollin
I stay smoking (gas)
You might just catch me with ya b*tch
They say Slime be kicking that sh*t
You know Slime yeah I do be kicking that sh*t
n*gga you working the other one
And you f*ckin with the other ones
Nah, we gon’ slime yo ass real quick
I might hit him with the stick
Hell nah cause he ain’t rockin like this
Hell yeah real right
Right flag to the right
Red flag to the right
Y’all n*ggas ain’t right
Some n*ggas getting left
Left down, down bad
Leave a n*gga down bad
Extended 100 round hit his ass real quick
You actin like a b*tch
Guess you n*ggas weren’t built nothin like this
Ain’t with the sh*t
Guess you n*ggas weren’t built nothin like this

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