Real Gangsta
SPM Lyrics


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She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a Real Gangsta now
You see...

He was a good kid all through elementary
A's & B's & had no enemies
But he saw all the G's as he walked home
He couldn't read all the words on the walls though
So many letters was crossed out with X's
He wondered but knew not to ask those questions
No pops & his Mom worked to the nail
She managed to buy him some shoes on sale
She didn't know, she bought the wrong color
& they stayed in the closet all summer
Even though the kid wasn't affiliated
He knew what they loved & knew what they hated
Now he's in Middle School, same individual
But this is where things seem to get a bit difficult
This is the life of a young Mexican
1 done take me to the 2nd one.

She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a Real Gangsta now
You see...

7th grade. Why so much homework?
Got a pot pie sittin' in the stove burnt
Mama still ain't back from her job yet
So he eats it 'cause that's all he got left
Then he plays with his little puppy Cinnamon
His last dog was a victim of a hit 'n' run
There's a knock on his door it's his homeboy.
Your mom's gone? He pulls out a chrome toy.
"Where did you get that from?" The kid asked
We broke into a house we got a bunch of shit stashed
It was the first time he ever held a real gun
To get one of these you gotta steal one
We too young they won't let us buy a gat
Now if they shoot at us we can fire back.
Who is they & why would they blast at me?
'Cause you from the hood fool, this is family.

She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a Real Gangsta now
You see...

A year passes now the kids dicky's sag
In his pocket got a knife & a nickel bag
& the homeboy that showed him his first gun
Got killed last week in a burban
Puttin' work in 45 jerkin'
Lucky shot hit, popped like a virgin
Closed casket touched as he strolled past it
Got his name tattooed on 2 hoes asses
So he'll still be remembered often while
His little bitch gettin' hit doggy style
It ain't stoppin' now while his Moms' on the ground
On her knees yellin' "Please Lord not my child
I want to watch him smile
He can turn his 2Pac up loud
He can sleep with his pitbull on the couch"
& while the kid is listenin' to her words
All he can think about is bloody bloody murders.

She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a Real Gangsta now
You see...

Yo, man, this is Juan Gotti & I want to tell my people to keep your dreams alive, man.
Don't let the wrong lifestyle destroy your dreams.
Believe in yourself.
& Don't follow the blind.
You deserve the best in life, homito.




You can have it.
It's our time now, man.

Overall Meaning

The song Real Gangsta by SPM is a vivid depiction of a young boy’s descent into gang life. It highlights how the boy first encounters the gangsters on his way back from school and is intrigued by their ways. The song also touches upon the boy’s home life where he is raised by his hardworking mother and has no father figure. As he grows older, he becomes more and more embroiled in the violent lifestyle of the gang, which eventually leads to him being killed. The song also speaks to the pain and heartache that his mother feels as she watches her son become a gangster and ultimately lose his life.


The song is a cautionary tale on the perils of gang life, which is glamorized in many rap songs. The lyrics are a candid observation of how easily a young person can be drawn into the allure of gang life, which is just a chance to belong to something bigger. However, the lifestyle comes with a high price and often results in death or incarceration. The song is a reminder that there are better ways to make a living and be successful, and that communities must come together to prevent youth from entering gangs.


Line by Line Meaning

She don't know why
The mother is unaware of why her child is suddenly behaving like a gangster


But all she knows
Despite her ignorance, the mother is aware that her youngest child has transformed into a gangster


Is that her youngest child
The specific child in question is the youngest of his/her siblings


Is a Real Gangsta now
The child has become a genuine gangster through various influences and experiences


You see...
This phrase is used to emphasize the previous statement and its significance


He was a good kid all through elementary
At a young age, the child was a well-behaved and academically successful student


A's & B's & had no enemies
The child consistently achieved high grades and did not have any interpersonal conflicts


But he saw all the G's as he walked home
On his way home from school, the child observed gang members in his neighborhood


He couldn't read all the words on the walls though
The child was unable to decipher the graffiti on walls, which may have contained gang symbols


So many letters was crossed out with X's
Many of the letters in the graffiti were marked with X's, which could indicate rival gang territories or members


He wondered but knew not to ask those questions
The child was curious about the graffiti and its meaning, but knew it was best not to inquire further


No pops & his Mom worked to the nail
The child did not have a father figure and his mother worked extremely hard to support the family


She managed to buy him some shoes on sale
Despite their financial struggles, the mother was able to purchase shoes for her son at a discounted price


She didn't know, she bought the wrong color
The mother unintentionally bought shoes in a color that was not associated with the gang culture prevalent in their area


& they stayed in the closet all summer
Because the shoes were not the correct color, the child was too embarrassed to wear them outside and they remained unused


Even though the kid wasn't affiliated
Despite not being an official gang member, the child was aware of the gang culture and its signifiers


He knew what they loved & knew what they hated
The child understood the preferences and prejudices of the gang members in his neighborhood


Now he's in Middle School, same individual
The child has advanced to middle school, but is still the same person with the same experiences


But this is where things seem to get a bit difficult
The middle school environment presents more challenges and conflicts, especially for vulnerable children


This is the life of a young Mexican
The song portrays the experiences of a young Mexican child growing up in a gang-affiliated neighborhood


1 done take me to the 2nd one.
This last line is a non-sequitur and does not have an obvious meaning in the context of the song.


7th grade. Why so much homework?
The child is experiencing the difficulties of middle school academics


Got a pot pie sittin' in the stove burnt
The child's mother is struggling to prepare meals amidst her hectic work schedule


Mama still ain't back from her job yet
The mother is still at work and has not returned home yet


So he eats it 'cause that's all he got left
The child has no other dinner option and eats the burnt pot pie


Then he plays with his little puppy Cinnamon
The child spends time with his pet dog as a source of comfort and joy


His last dog was a victim of a hit 'n' run
The child's previous pet dog was killed in a hit and run accident


There's a knock on his door it's his homeboy.
The child's friend arrives at his home unexpectedly


Your mom's gone? He pulls out a chrome toy.
The friend brandishes a gun upon learning that the child's mother is not home


"Where did you get that from?" The kid asked
The child is questioning the source of his friend's weapon


We broke into a house we got a bunch of shit stashed
His friend informs him that they obtained the weapon and other items through robbery


It was the first time he ever held a real gun
The child has no prior experience with firearms and is handling a gun for the first time


To get one of these you gotta steal one
The friend tells the child that the only way to obtain a gun is through theft


We too young they won't let us buy a gat
The child's friend tells him that they are too young to legally purchase a firearm


Now if they shoot at us we can fire back.
The friend justifies the need for protection by explaining that they can now defend themselves


Who is they & why would they blast at me?
The child expresses confusion about who would attack them and why they would do so


'Cause you from the hood fool, this is family.
The friend explains that living in the gang-affiliated neighborhood automatically places them in the same group and therefore they must protect each other


A year passes now the kids dicky's sag
The child's clothing style has now evolved to embrace gang culture through sagging pants


In his pocket got a knife & a nickel bag
The child now carries weapons and drugs, highlighting his increased involvement in gang activity


& the homeboy that showed him his first gun
The friend who introduced the child to the concept of gang culture and gave him his first firearm


Got killed last week in a burban
The friend was killed in a car (a suburban) last week, likely due to gang-related activity


Puttin' work in 45 jerkin'
The friend was killed while engaging in gang-related activity


Lucky shot hit, popped like a virgin
The friend was killed by a lucky shot that hit him fatally and instantly


Closed casket touched as he strolled past it
The friend's funeral service had a closed casket out of respect for his body's condition following his death


Got his name tattooed on 2 hoes asses
Two women got tattoos of the friend's name on their bodies to honor his memory


So he'll still be remembered often while
The friend's name and legacy will live on through the tattoos


His little bitch gettin' hit doggy style
The child is outraged to learn that women are engaging in sexual activities while his friend is dead


It ain't stoppin' now while his Moms' on the ground
The child is upset that life goes on even though his friend has died and his mother is distraught on the floor


On her knees yellin' "Please Lord not my child
The mother is devastated and pleading for her child to be spared from the dangers of gang life


I want to watch him smile
The mother expresses a simple wish to see her child happy


He can turn his 2Pac up loud
If her child is alive and well, the mother wants him to be able to enjoy his favorite music


He can sleep with his pitbull on the couch
The mother wishes for simple pleasures like her child having his dog with him while relaxing at home


& while the kid is listenin' to her words
The child is present and listening to his mother express her hopes for his future


All he can think about is bloody bloody murders.
The child's mind is preoccupied with memories of violence and experiencing fear for his own life


Yo, man, this is Juan Gotti & I want to tell my people to keep your dreams alive, man.
This line is a spoken message from Juan Gotti, the artist of the song


Believe in yourself.
Juan Gotti encourages listeners to have self-confidence


& Don't follow the blind.
Juan Gotti stresses the importance of independent thinking and personal responsibility


You deserve the best in life, homito.
Juan Gotti reminds listeners that they are worthy of success and happiness


You can have it.
Juan Gotti assures listeners that achieving their dreams is possible with hard work and determination


It's our time now, man.
Juan Gotti emphasizes that this is a critical moment to seize opportunities and strive for success




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@2krgaming819

LYRICS :She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
He was a good kid all through elementary
A's & B's and had no enemies
But he saw all the G's as he walked home
He couldn't read all the words on the walls though
So many letters was crossed out with X's
He wondered he knew not to ask those questions
No pops, and his mom worked tooth and nail
She managed to buy him some shoes on sale
She didn't know, she bought the wrong color
And they stayed in the closet all summer
Even though the kid wasn't affiliated
He knew what they loved, and knew what they hated
Now he's in Middle School, same individual
But this is where things seem to get a bit difficult
This is the life of a young Mexican
'Verse' one done, take me to the second one
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
6th grade, "Why so much homework?"
Got a pot pie sitting in the stove burnt
Momma still ain't back from her job yet
So he eats it 'cause that's all he got left
Then he plays with his little puppy Cinnamon
His last dog was a victim of a hit and run
There's a knock on his door it's his homeboy
Your mom's gone? He pulls out a chrome toy
"Where'd you get that from?" The kid asked
We broke into a house we got a bunch of shit stashed
It was the first time he ever held a real gun
To get one of these you gotta steal one
We too young they won't let us buy a gat
Now if they shoot at us we can fiya back
Who is they and why would they blast at me?
'Cause you from the hood fool, this is family
Who is they and why would they blast at me?
'Cause you from the hood fool, this is family
Who is they and why would they blast at me?
'Cause you from the hood fool, this is family
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
A year passes now the kids Dickies sag
In his pocket got a knife and a nickel bag
And the homeboy that showed him his first gun
Got killed last week in a burban
Putting work in 45 jerkin'
Lucky shot hit, popped like a virgin
Closed casket touched as you strolled past it
Got his name tattooed on two hoes asses
So he'll still be remembered often while
His little bitch gettin' hit doggy style
It ain't stoppin' now while his moms' on the ground
On her knees yelling, "Please Lord, not my child
I want to watch him smile
He can turn his Pac up loud
He can sleep with his pit-bull on the couch"
And while the kid is listening to her words
All he can think about is bloody, bloody murders
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
She don't know why
But all she knows
Is that her youngest child
Is a real gangsta now
You see
Yo, man, this is Juan Gotti
And I want to tell my people to keep your dreams alive, man
Don't let the wrong lifestyle destroy your dreams
Believe in yourself
And Don't follow the blind
You deserve the best in life, homito
You can have it
It's our time now, man



All comments from YouTube:

@danielrodriguez7503

I'm sure I'm not the only one but I remember when I was a kid (about 13, 14) i would replay this song over and over again for the last part with Juan Gotti telling us not to let the lifestyle destroy our dreams and it's our time. I would always tear up for the many moments I would lose hope, luckily I'm one of the few who actually made it out the hood.
Class of 2016!

@AleX-fs4ww

That’s the best part. Dream on

@emare8404

Nah u the only one lol

@juice1417bird

Real gangsta song.

@twinboystwinboys4066

All his song hit hard

@jovanipenaloza3797

Class of 2012 homito. Me & the homies use to bump this jam all the time we would blaze it

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@genbuuuuu9173

the double meaning behind "he saw all the G's as he walked home, he couldn't read all the words on the walls tho" is actually insane. Obviously in the physical sense he's talking about graffiti, but metaphorically he's referring to the saying "the writing is on the wall" meaning something is destined to happen or etched in stone. the kid didn't know he was destined for a path to becoming one of those G's

@momo-cutie

wow good observation

@moniquespicer9809

That was deep. Good shit man

@vrjit

Deep…

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