(hed) p.e. - Real Talk Lyrics:
Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my ni**az
Them Outlaw worldwide my figures
From triumph to tragedy
To right back on top the ni**az still mad at me

For pushin` that big truck on 24`s
A square feat in ATL game [unverified]
Man dat`s what my ni**a got shot for
Bein` too mothaf**kin` wrong for dis footballs

See the darkness, see the light, he wanna feel it
Misery loves pumpin` me and that`s the real s**t
But in 2005 I`m on some ill s**t
Four ni**az sneak upon me and I`m fearless

I`m takin` a stand, a born killer
Like them ni**az in Pakistan
It`s simple, gotta git `em fore` I die
Like the old west see how we low tex da ride

I know mama, you did your best at raisin` me
Now your baby dun became a G
When I`m out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat

`Cause you know mama you didn`t raise no bitch
So if a ni**a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang c**ked
`Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real talk

Everyday is a new challenge
I`m a savage in my new balance
A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent
Blame the machine but f**k it I`m a hustla bitch
So we start our own label sellin` bricks legit

Power to the people, a lot of power in my pencil
We da hope for the hopeless, the voice for the voiceless
Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game
Years later last members f**kin` feelin` the same

Straight from the heart, makin` `em walk
Live for the day don`t wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin` they wrong, I seen tha streets rap
Rounda tough with some ni**az
I seen [unverified] put religion in the roughs of some ni**az

They say gangstaz don`t live that long, too many turn-coals
That`s f**ked up, puttin` cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental
And raisin` a thug nation, we influential

I know mama, you did your best at raisin` me
Now your baby dun became a G
When I`m out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat

`Cause you know mama you didn`t raise no bitch
So if a ni**a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang c**ked
`Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real talk

Yeah, my mother ain`t made no sucker
Raised in the gutta, I`m a made mothaf**ka
All I know is get paid mothaf**ka
All day mothaf**ka, one way over anotha

And ain`t no body no where that can stop me
Call me Cachy, you tennis, I`m hockey
Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky
With black rocky in my pocks you got me

Real tall, I never took a shall unless it was support
I`m stressin` ain`t my thought
And I walk these dogs, I`m a soldier
Dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up?

A man of honor comma, good karma
Ni**az wants drama, I got the problem solva
Big ass Cig, that`s that s**t
Plus the bully that a fully automatic

I know mama, you did your best at raisin` me
Now your baby dun became a G
When I`m out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat

`Cause you know mama you didn`t raise no bitch
So if a ni**a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang c**ked
`Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real talk, y la conchetumadree

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