Real
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Lyrics
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You soft as gelatin, sick of telling them, nigga show 'em
It's coka in the pot, nigga drop it and let it boil
Goofy niggas make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'em
Eastside, sleeping in my dope house clothes
Run down pair of Jordans and some dirty Girbauds
Sucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposed
Nigga stand on my own two balls, my dick and ten toes
Hear this nigga spitting it, whether I got a hit or not
I hit it with the whip, they notice it when they hit the rock
I'm just a cocaina chemist
Cooking, chopping and cutting, you'll die if I push a button
Niggas heard of me, now all of a sudden they back to thugging
If I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin'
The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the public
Took his daughter, put this dick in her butt
And said "how you love it, bitch?"
Remember everybody ain't loyal
Cause all the real niggas in jail or deep in the soil
Dancing with the devil or eating fish with the Lord
Gotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, nigga
All the real niggas either in jail or deep in the soil, nigga
The world ain't big enough for both of us
Batter up, now you pussy niggas getting fucked
Straight raw with infection, passing no prophylactic
Eastside, anybody killa, my niggas active
Smoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0
Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4
I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with Snow
But I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo'
Straight to the facts, nigga
I looked up to you, put that on my momma
Signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar
'Cause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheese
I played my fuck ass contract, what the lick read?
Thought I'd say this shit cause you ain't man enough to come discuss it
You wanna be Jay-Z? Nigga you just a fucking puppet
Gary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so bitch I had to show ya
Don't make me expose you to those that don't know ya
Ran and said he the realest nigga in it, motherfucker check it
But Ross had you scared to drop a diss record
No nuts, got the whole team looking weak
Guess that's why they ran up on you at the BET
L.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geeked
Couldn't take security, so we ain't take a seat
I played the fool before, but yo a ho I'll never be
They searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with me
ESGN and to the end, I feed the killers
Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey nigga
Just a whole lot of rapping, but no motherfucking action
Seen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at Magic
And you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gate
It make it seem to me the gangsta shit you kick be fake
Cause all my enemies, I put them suckers in their place
So take them shades up of your eyes, and look me in my fucking face
Cause I'm a motherfucking rare breed
The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again
Don't reproduce nothin' but evil seeds
I'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-D's
But BMF was sticking you for your fucking cheese
And yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hard
But underneath the fucking money you's a fucking mark
Take heed to my statements, because they might throw you
Don't make me expose you to those who don't know you
Bitch
Snowman Killa
The song "Real" by Freddie Gibbs & Madlib highlights the life of a drug dealer from the Eastside. The lyrics of the song reflect the hard and harsh realities of street life, where loyalty is rare, and one has to fight tooth and nail to make ends meet. The rapper talks about the difficulties that he has to face and the sacrifices he had to make to reach where he is now. The lyrics touch upon various themes like drug trafficking, extortion, loyalty, betrayal, and revenge.
The lyrics also address the rapper's relationships with other rappers in the industry. He talks about the time when he signed a deal with a rapper but never asked for money. He also addresses a rapper who he believes is fake and just faking his gangsta image. The song implies that real gangstas do not need to show off or boast about their abilities, as their actions speak louder than their words.
Overall, the song "Real" is a portrayal of the harsh realities of street life and the rapper's journey to the top. It highlights the importance of loyalty and staying true to oneself, even in the face of adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
Remember everybody ain't loyal
Not everyone can be trusted
You soft as gelatin, sick of telling them, nigga show 'em
You're weak and I've explained this to you many times, prove me wrong
It's coka in the pot, nigga drop it and let it boil
There's cocaine in the pot, let it cook
Goofy niggas make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'em
I don't trust those who act foolish, won't serve them unless I know them
Eastside, sleeping in my dope house clothes
I live on the east side, wearing clothes that smell like drugs in my sleep
Run down pair of Jordans and some dirty Girbauds
Worn out Jordans and dirty Girbauds (jeans)
Sucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposed
If a weak person tries to come at me, they'll be extorted and exposed
Nigga stand on my own two balls, my dick and ten toes
I stand on my own and don't depend on anyone else
Straight to the tippy top
Straight to the top
Hear this nigga spitting it, whether I got a hit or not
Listen to me rap, whether I'm successful or not
I hit it with the whip, they notice it when they hit the rock
I sell cocaine and people notice it when they use it
I'm just a cocaina chemist
I'm a cocaine dealer
Cooking, chopping and cutting, you'll die if I push a button
I create and sell drugs, I have power over those who use them
Niggas heard of me, now all of a sudden they back to thugging
People know who I am and are trying to be like me
If I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin'
If I don't make it as a rapper, I might get caught selling drugs
The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the public
The District Attorney wants me out of the public eye, saying I'm harmful to society
Took his daughter, put this dick in her butt
I had sex with the D.A.'s daughter as an act of revenge
And said "how you love it, bitch?''
Mocking the D.A.'s daughter and her reaction to the situation
Cause all the real niggas in jail or deep in the soil
All the true people are either in prison or dead
Dancing with the devil or eating fish with the Lord
Living a life of sin or living a holy life
Gotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, nigga
I have to rap about my lifestyle honestly, I survive on the street and report back
The world ain't big enough for both of us
There's not enough room in the world for both of us to succeed
Batter up, now you pussy niggas getting fucked
I'm ready to fight, and you weak people are going to lose
Straight raw with infection, passing no prophylactic
I sell drugs without regard for safety or protection
Eastside, anybody killa, my niggas active
I live on the east side and my friends are willing to kill
Smoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0
Smoking weed and breaking it up in a specific car
Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4
I've been selling drugs and involved in gang activity since 1994
I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with Snow
I felt powerful when I started working with Snow (referring to the rapper of the same name)
But I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo'
I refused to be someone's follower, so I don't hang out with Snow anymore
I looked up to you, put that on my momma
I respected you a lot
Signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar
I signed a contract with you and never asked you for money
Cause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheese
I was loyal to CTE (referring to the music label) and making money
I played my fuck ass contract, what the lick read?
I fulfilled my contract, what was written in it?
Thought I'd say this shit cause you ain't man enough to come discuss it
I had to bring this up because you were too afraid to talk about it
You wanna be Jay-Z? Nigga you just a fucking puppet
You're trying to be like Jay-Z, but you're just being controlled by others
Gary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so bitch I had to show ya
We don't just talk, we take action
Don't make me expose you to those that don't know ya
Don't make me reveal your true self to those who don't know you
Ran and said he the realest nigga in it, motherfucker check it
He claims to be the most real person, but let's see if that's true
But Ross had you scared to drop a diss record
Rick Ross intimidated you and you were too scared to diss him back
No nuts, got the whole team looking weak
You lack courage, making our whole team look weak
Guess that's why they ran up on you at the BET
That's probably why someone approached you aggressively at the BET Awards
L.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geeked
I was excited to walk the red carpet in Los Angeles
Couldn't take security, so we ain't take a seat
We couldn't afford security, so we didn't sit down
I played the fool before, but yo a ho I'll never be
I've made mistakes in the past, but I'll never be a coward
They searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with me
The police searched our tour bus in Milwaukee and found a .44 with me
ESGN and to the end, I feed the killers
I'm loyal to ESGN (Evil Seeds Grow Naturally, a rap label), and will help my crew in any way
Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey nigga
I don't want to become like Rick Ross
Just a whole lot of rapping, but no motherfucking action
You talk a lot, but don't do anything
Seen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at Magic
I saw Gucci Mane by himself while my crew and I were at Magic (a night club)
And you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gate
You didn't do anything, you were scared from the beginning
It make it seem to me the gangsta shit you kick be fake
It seems to me that the tough image you portray isn't real
Cause all my enemies, I put them suckers in their place
I've defeated all my enemies
So take them shades up of your eyes, and look me in my fucking face
Don't avoid looking at me, look me in the eye
Cause I'm a motherfucking rare breed
I'm unique and special
The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again
I am an unusual villain
Don't reproduce nothin' but evil seeds
I don't have children, but if I did, they'd be bad people
I'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-D's
I'm making music and selling drugs while avoiding law enforcement
But BMF was sticking you for your fucking cheese
Black Mafia Family (a criminal organization) was stealing from you
And yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hard
I know you sold cocaine and cooked crack
But underneath the fucking money you's a fucking mark
You may be wealthy, but you're still weak
Take heed to my statements, because they might throw you
Pay attention to what I'm saying, as it may surprise you
Don't make me expose you to those who don't know you
Don't make me reveal your true self to those who don't know you
Bitch
Insulting the subject
Snowman Killa
Another insult to Snow
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Otis Jackson, Fredrick Tipton
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Intro: Sample]
"Ready to kick your ass out of the world"
[Verse 1]
Remember, everybody ain't loyal
You soft as gelatin, sick of telling them—nigga, show 'em
It's coca in the pot, nigga, drop it and let it boil
Goofy niggas make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'em
Eastside, sleeping in my dope-house clothes
Run down pair of Jordans, and some dirty Girbauds
Sucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposed
Nigga, stand on my own two balls, my dick, and ten toes
Straight to the tippy-top, hear this nigga spitting it
Whether I got a hit or not, I hit it with the whip
They notice it when they hit the rock, I'm just a cocaina chemist
Cooking, chopping, and cutting—you'll die if I push a button
Niggas heard of me now all of a sudden they back to thuggin'
If I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin'
The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the public
Took his daughter, put this dick in her butt and said, "How you love it, bitch?''
Remember, everybody ain't loyal
'Cause all the real niggas in jail or deep in the soil
Dancing with the devil or eating a feast with the Lord
Gotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, nigga
Yeah, ugh
All the real niggas either in jail or deep in the soil, nigga
[Interlude]
Yeah, ugh
That's real, nigga
Yeah
Ugh, ugh
Y'all got me fucked up in this bitch
[Verse 2]
The world ain't big enough for both of us (nah)
Batter up, now you pussy-niggas getting fucked (bitch)
Straight raw with infection, passing no prophylactic (nah)
Eastside, anybody' killa—my niggas active
Smoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0 (fa' sho)
Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4 (real nigga)
I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with Snow
But I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo'
Straight to the facts, nigga—I looked up to you, put that on my momma (ugh)
Signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar
'Cause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheese (yeah)
I played my fuck-ass contract, what the lick read?
Thought I'd say this shit cause you ain't man enough to come discuss it (you ain't, bitch)
You wanna be JAY-Z? Nigga, you just a fucking puppet
Gary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so, bitch, I had to show you
Don't make me expose you to those that don't know you (ugh!)
Man, you said you the "realest nigga" in this motherfucker? Check it;
But Ross had you scared to drop a diss record (yeah)
No nuts, got the whole team looking weak (real)
Guess that's why they ran up on you at the BET (hahaha)
L.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geeked (sho')
You couldn't take security, so we ain't take a seat (huh)
I played the fool before, but yo a ho I'll never be
They searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with me
ESGN until the end, I feed the killers (ugh)
Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey-nigga
Just a whole lot of rapping, but no motherfucking action
Seen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at Magic
(You ain't did shit, nigga!)
And you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gate
It make it seem to me the gangsta shit you kick be fake
'Cause all my enemies, I put them suckers in they place
So take them shades up off your eyes
And look me in my fucking face
'Cause I'm a motherfucking rare breed
The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again
Don't reproduce nothin' but evil seeds
I'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-Ds (ugh)
But BMF was sticking you for your fucking cheese (whoa)
And yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hard (ugh)
But underneath the fucking money, you's a fucking mark (yeah)
Take heed to my statements, because they might throw you (bitch)
Don't make me expose you to those who don't know you, bitch
Snowman-Killa, nigga
@angelgutierrez3943
One of the greatest hip-hop albums of all time.
@sammyboy7163
Will go down as a classic for sure
@Huumf
Nah, one of the best producers of all time.
@Huumf
***** thanks
@rockstarskinnys3370
They making another album 😆.
@sammyboy7163
Lil Los bandana bout to be flames bro
@albinosnowman12
That second beat unreal. Madlib truly is a fucking titan of production.
@cjames4498
albinosnowman12 am i the only one who likes the first beat more and thinks its more original
@biller97
C James yes, you are.
@ninetofivetribe
albinosnowman12 Yes sir.