Real G's (feat. Snoop Dogg)

We bout to get real ugly up in this motherfucker

For the 99 and the 2G

DefJ

Snoop Dogg all up in this motherfucker

Big cap

East siders

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

B R O O K L Y N

We gang bang and ride down on ****

Dog pound on ****

Who shot ya? Big dog got ya

Not ya average **** in the yap'n

Folks slap'n folks are smoke'n dope

And doing my thing, I'm on the motherfucking east coast

From Brooklyn to QB, they know me

Up in Harlem world they say Snoop Dog is a G

Ask P Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B

Eating up at Justin's, you seen me, rapping

Stack'n my weapon in the limo

And fifteen **** trying to hand me their demo

Sign me my mind be on some other shit

If I'm sliding in the club, ****, I'm trying to bust a bitch

So in other words, all that rap shit, kick it to the curb

Save it for the birds

Who got the motherfucking herb?

And where the hoes at, ****? Shit, I'm trying to get served

I got dick on a platter

Baby, got a man Snoop Dogg, shit, it don't matter

Snoop dizzy gots to get busy

Especially when I'm tipping

Look here, and all you **** talking shit, you just missed me

'Cause on the real flex, none of y'all can fuck with me

G's up I make punk **** freeze up

Pull them Lees up, and leave them sleeves up

****, what the fuck?

You know about that DPG bad boy connection

Connected by Funk Flex, we in a Lexus

Or even the suburban, swerve it to that hot nine-seven

BIG, rest in peace, I know you smiling in heaven

Look here

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

Money, gangsters, bitches, dope

Hold, show, flows, ya know

You want to roll around on my living room floor

Play Nintendo and smoke my Indo

I don't think so and I ain't paying your bills

Man, I'm sick of these bitches and that's way too real

I meet a bitch, I greet a bitch, I never eat a bitch

You talk shit, god damn right, I'll beat a bitch

Treat a bitch, never have in my life

I skied a bitch, and tell her punk ass good night

Unless you tight, like a R and B bitch

Like Toni Braxton or Jenny Lopez

Go ahead, go ahead

Aw man, fuck what she said, I bet she give a rap **** head

I take her upstairs lay her on the bed

Get it in the feeling now she start revealing

And what more can I say?

Dog is chilling, his dick is chilling

Movie star bitches all on a **** dick

When I was broke, cap, man, I couldn't picture this

Four hunnid G's from over seas, we the loca

Bound to hash from master down my Almamota

I got to smoke everyday of my life

Snoop Dogg, funk flex, and it's extra tight

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangsters do real things

Real ugly for the nine-nine

It's going down, y'all

Ooh, this is ugly

Drop a bomb on them flex

Yeah, it's hot, y'all

Real hot, hot to death

BIG, rest in peace