On Some Real (feat. Rick Ross)

Uh, uh, ya'll know what this is

So, so deaf

I got trees in a jar, 23's on a car

I can bleed if I star, we on the boulevard

Got straps simple as that, dat hand on the trigger

Need thirty mo' O's to add to these figures

See, my neck's so heavy, gotta shine up the Chevy

See ya better stay wit it or yah gon' get wet

Stay in the fresh shit, new fly kicks

Hunnid thousand dolla whip, **** dose that trip

Get your walk on, throw up ya set

Yeah, get it how you livin', ****, rap music

Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my wrists

Just a lil' something, playa, yeah money ain't shit

You know the club's so packed, girls so stacked

Me and my ****'s smokin' chronic in the back

Your ass so fat, I like it like that

When she get up all on it, I'll beat it from the back

On some real shit

I gotta be the best

I gotta stay fresh

I represent the west

On some real shit

I'm all about the cash

A bitch with some ass and some drink in my glass

On some real shit

We don't play no games

If you talk slick, yah better be prepared to bang

On some real shit

I got more bounce than the ounce

I'll do it to you bad for a large amount

It had to be a gold chain

Started with the dope game

All about the cocaine

Tired of being poor, man

Cracks in a **** roof

Buckets just to catch the rain

Sellin' crack on the roof, buckin' just to get a name

Now I'm crack in a roof, open up the Bentley brain

No flaws in the stones, iced out everything

Three colors on a wrist watch cost another fifty

So, so deaf, D-P-G fuckin' on some real shit

West coast got the best smoke

Miami hoes well known for the best throat

Miami, well known for the best dope

Hit the cell phone now for the best quotes

You see the pretty paint? You see I'm still sittin' high?

I got a boat motor, doin' fifty-five

Don't let this four pound bang yah

This Rick Ross and the Dogg Pound Gangstas

On some real shit

I gotta be the best

I gotta stay fresh

I represent the west

On some real shit

I'm all about the cash

A bitch with some ass and some drink in my glass

On some real shit

We don't play no games

If you talk slick, yah better be prepared to bang

On some real shit

I got more bounce than the ounce

I'll do it to you bad for a large amount

I eat Now & Later, plant the seeds, love to smoke a lot of weed

Khaki shorts, white tee's, all blue, wild C's

Gotta be the best in everything that I do

I'm a real motherfucker (How to fuckin' stay true)

I stay away from the suckers, mark cowards and busters

See I put it on your ass, do it like no other

I'm some real shit, feel this, check how I rep this

See them ****'s see walking or dat A-Town stepping

I'm so, so deaf

So, so pathetic

They see a **** ballin' and they wonder how I get it

I gotta keep a weapon for this type of profession

Incarcerate if you slippin' up anyone can get it

On the turnt up paid like the boss that I work for

Fatty Maserati and Ferrari and the Lambo, strapped like Rambo

Clip after clip, yeah I love the set trip

Love to shoot up shit

On some real shit

I gotta be the best

I gotta stay fresh

I represent the west

On some real shit

I'm all about the cash

A bitch with some ass and some drink in my glass

On some real shit

We don't play no games

If you talk slick, yah better be prepared to bang

On some real shit

I got more bounce than the ounce

I'll do it to you bad for a large amount

On some real shit

I gotta be the best

I gotta stay fresh

I represent the west

On some real shit

I'm all about the cash

A bitch with some ass and some drink in my glass

On some real shit

We don't play no games

If you talk slick, yah better be prepared to bang

On some real shit

I got more bounce than the ounce

I'll do it to you bad for a large amount