Starting his career on the Television show Designing Women, Engvall hit his acclaimed first "big break" when he went on The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson, and from there won the American Comedy Awards Comic of the Year, landing then on the television show Delta Burke, which lasted for one year, and from then on producing his albums. Before becoming a well-known comedian, Engvall joined the popular talent show Star Search.
Engvall's career toiled in relative obscurity for several years, hitting a low point while starring as CHUD #14 in the cult film C.H.U.D, until he turned his most famous routine, "Here's Your Sign," into a song by country music star Travis Tritt. The song was a hit, catapulting Engvall to comedic stardom. More recently, he recorded a Comedy Central special and starred with fellow comedians Jeff Foxworthy, Larry the Cable Guy, and Ron White in the hit redneck-themed stand-up movie Blue Collar Comedy Tour (as well as its sequels and spin-off TV show). The Blue Collar group has been called the redneck Rat Pack. Foxworthy is both the leader and most famous of the group, like the Rat Pack's Frank Sinatra. Engvall equates to Dean Martin, since he is the best friend of the leader, and is arguably the second-most famous member of the group.
He is married to his wife Gail since 1982 and has a daughter named Emily, a junior at the University of Puget Sound, as well as a son named Travis.
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Real Niggas"(feat. Lil' Kim, Notorious B.I.G.
[Puffy]
I'm not wit none of that
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin' fun
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
As we procced to give you what you need
[Notorious B.I.G]
Sick of momma screamin' that "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a nigga
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hoop
Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G
Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good
So I could cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months
Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
Hangin' with the nigga's don't pay the bills
And bein' broke at 30 give a nigga the chills
So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)
Columbian, Dominican, yeah whatever
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, twenty G's, nigga please
Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need
[1] - On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real things
Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real things
Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real things
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tote gats wit my nigga, clap wit my nigga
Break bread and then break backs wit my nigga
Jack wit my nigga, cock the latch wit my nigga
Now how you gon' act wit my nigga?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
And I will lick shots and run through your home
Or better yet I put your son to the chrome
Turn the music up and unplug the phone
I will kill him, read my lips
You too, motherfucker if I don't see no bricks
See, I flips when I don't see no chips
Yeah, nigga, I know you in pain, I don't care nigga
I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G's motherfucker, freeze
Cock sucker, you better bring the things out
Before I blow your motherfucker frame out
Nigga what
[Repeat 1]
[Lil' Kim]
Real big nigga's over here talkin' shit
Yo fuck that, I'm gon' check these nigga's
Fuck that, fuck that
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear ya
Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um pardon me, my bad
I shoulda known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers
Niggaz think they gon' stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop ya'll lungs
We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns
We buy out everything you claim, including your name
Mama bitch squeeze the life out of ya'll nigga's
Screw barkin', I take bites out of ya'll nigga's
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it
Fuck shootin' windows nigga, I jumps through it
With the all black hood, he beat a nigga 'till he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my nigga B.I.G
I wanna see all ya'll niggaz D.I.E
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things
[Repeat 1]
The song "Real Niggas" by Puff Daddy features Notorious B.I.G and Lil Kim. The lyrics talk about the struggles of black people, the ambition to get rich by any means necessary, and the importance of staying true to oneself. They create vivid imagery of the street life, with depictions of drug dealing and violence. Notorious B.I.G talks about being pushed to the limit and robbing people to afford a better future for himself and his family. Lil Kim adds her voice to the song and showcases her rap skills by spitting out verses about being unstoppable and taking down anyone who comes in her way.
The song is a reflection of the hip hop culture in the 90s that was characterized by street life lyrics and gangsta rap. It showcases the talent of three of the most popular rappers of the time, and they do not shy away from using explicit language and violent themes. The song's overall message is that real people, especially real black people, do what is necessary to succeed, regardless of the laws they need to break or the people they need to take down.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm not wit none of that
I'm not okay with just standing around looking cool and doing nothing
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
Just hanging out and looking good is not what I want you to do
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
I want you guys to get involved and have fun
And have some motherfuckin' fun
Enjoy and let loose
You understand what it means to be black?
Do you comprehend how it feels to be a black person?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
My friend, the Notorious B.I.G, is accompanying me
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
I'm known as Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
But listen to this
Sick of momma screamin' that "Get a job, nigga"
Tired of my mother telling me to find employment
Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a nigga
Pushed to the breaking point, I have to steal from someone
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hoop
My friend picked me up in his car
Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G
He whispered in my ear, telling me what we needed to do
Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good
We must rob somebody and do it well
So I could cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
So I could get a Benz and leave the neighborhood
Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months
My girlfriend is yelling because our daughter is twelve months old
Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
Can't continue living by selling drugs and smoking marijuana
Hangin' with the nigga's don't pay the bills
Being with the guys doesn't bring in money
And bein' broke at 30 give a nigga the chills
Being broke at 30 terrifies me
So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
We need to sneak and find a suitable victim
Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)
Do you see that person? (Yes, I see them)
Columbian, Dominican, yeah whatever
The person's heritage doesn't matter
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
He had the money hidden under his clothing
Two keys, twenty G's, nigga please
He had two kilos and twenty thousand dollars, really?
Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need
We shot and killed him to avoid witnesses
On the road to riches and diamond rings
We're striving towards wealth and luxury
Real niggaz do real things
Authentic individuals take action
Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing
I like to hang out with women
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yes, yes, yes
I tote gats wit my nigga, clap wit my nigga
I carry guns with my friend and shoot with him
Break bread and then break backs wit my nigga
We share profits and physically harm people together
Jack wit my nigga, cock the latch wit my nigga
We steal and load guns together
Now how you gon' act wit my nigga?
How will you behave around my friend?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
Remember that there's a gun pointed at your head
And I will lick shots and run through your home
I will shoot bullets and break into your house
Or better yet I put your son to the chrome
I can even kill your child
Turn the music up and unplug the phone
Turn up the music and disconnect the phone
I will kill him, read my lips
I will murder him, understand me
You too, motherfucker if I don't see no bricks
You as well, if I don't receive money
See, I flips when I don't see no chips
I become agitated when I don't see cash
Yeah, nigga, I know you in pain, I don't care nigga
Yeah, man, I know you're suffering, but I don't care
I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G's motherfucker, freeze
I want the drugs, money, everything, don't move
Cock sucker, you better bring the things out
You better hand over the items
Before I blow your motherfucker frame out
Before I kill you
Nigga what
What are you going to do?
Real big nigga's over here talkin' shit
Big, genuine guys are here, talking boldly
Yo fuck that, I'm gon' check these nigga's
I'm going to confront these guys, screw that
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear ya
What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear
Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um pardon me, my bad
Oh, we thought you were talking to us, excuse me, our mistake
I shoulda known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
I should have known you didn't want trouble with us losers
The open surgeons heart removers
We are violent and merciless killers
Niggaz think they gon' stop my ones
People believe they can prevent my success
Put a contract out and stop ya'll lungs
They put out a bounty on you and shut down your breath
We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns
We are potent, we possess more than weapons
We buy out everything you claim, including your name
We acquire everything that belongs to you, even your identity
Mama bitch squeeze the life out of ya'll nigga's
A woman will suffocate you, foolish guys
Screw barkin', I take bites out of ya'll nigga's
I'm not going to waste time talking, I'll immediately attack you
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it
We'll open your safe and put a bomb inside
Fuck shootin' windows nigga, I jumps through it
Forget shooting out windows, I'll jump through them
With the all black hood, he beat a nigga 'till he hurl
Wearing a black hood, he mercilessly beat someone until they vomited
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
Then he removes the hood, revealing that it's a woman
When it comes to my nigga B.I.G
When it comes to my friend, B.I.G
I wanna see all ya'll niggaz D.I.E
I want all of you to die
Real bitches do real things
Authentic women take action
Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
I prefer spending time with guys
Writer(s): William Engvall
Contributed by Kayla O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.