Real Niggas
Lil B Lyrics

I'm not wit none of that Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I'm not interested in just standing around, looking cool.

I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up And have some motherfuckin' fun
I want you to get up and have a good time.

You understand what it means to be black?
Do you understand what it's like to be black?

I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I have my friend, The Notorious B.I.G, in the car with me.

I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
My name is Puff Daddy.

But check this shit out Four, five As we procced to give you what you need
But listen up, we're going to give you what you need.

Sick of momma screamin' that "Get a job, nigga"
Tired of my mom telling me to get a job.

Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a nigga
I'm desperate and need to rob someone.

Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hoop Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G
My friend picked me up in his car and told me our plan quietly.

Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good So I could cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
We need to kill someone and do it well so I can buy a Mercedes and leave the neighborhood.

Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
My child's mother is begging me to stop dealing drugs and smoking weed.

Hangin' with the nigga's don't pay the bills And bein' broke at 30 give a nigga the chills
Spending time with friends doesn't pay the bills and being broke at 30 is scary.

So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)
So we need to sneak around and find a good victim. Do you see that person? (Yes, I see them.)

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
I don't care where he's from, he had what we wanted. He had drugs worth a lot of money, so we killed him so nobody could testify.

On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to be rich and successful, and hanging with women is what I enjoy.

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?
I carry guns with my friend, celebrate winnings, and fight with my friend. How are you going to behave around him?

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
Remember, I have a gun to your head, and I will shoot and search your house. I'll even kill your son. I will kill you too, if you don't give me what I want. I'm motivated by money and if you don't have it, you're in trouble.

Real niggaz do real 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 Real bitches do real things Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
Real people do real things. There are big guys over there talking nonsense, but I will confront them. Don't mistake my silence for fear. I am powerful, and I will hurt those who try to harm me. I will take from you what I want, and I'll destroy anything I can't have. When it comes to protecting my friend Notorious B.I.G, I am willing to do whatever it takes. Real women do real things, and I enjoy spending time with men.