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【 Real Name, No Gimmicks Vol. 1 】【 英文 】【 2014 】

1.Welcome 2 Steel City
2.Fly Shit Feat. Punch (TDE)
3.Hard to Forget It Feat. Scarface
4.Heaven Had a Ghetto
5.Like This Feat. Crooked I, Sean Price & Chevy Woods (Remix)



1.Welcome 2 Steel City (修改)

[Intro]
Make sure your shit off safety nigga
It can go down any time round this motherfucker

[Hook]
Y'all niggas some fraud niggas
I'll show you niggas the real thing
My purple heart gives me blue veins
To the point where I don't feel a thing
Just run up on him, let the semi ring
Welcome to steel city, man
Now it ain't hard to understand
How a nigga can just kill a man

[Verse 1]
We see a murder all the time here
Yeah, niggas getting shot on the dime here
Yeah, really there ain't nothing but crime here
Let the chopper fly, no time to cry tears
It's in my block niggas tryna get their one turn
It's hella hot but he ain't worried bout the sun burn
Ha, cause he already felt the gun burn
He outchea till he got a kill confirmed
Post traumatic stress from the street life
The nightmares make it hard to sleep nights
That's why I'm always rolling up my weed tight
I got to smoke good, drink good, and eat right
The judge just gave my nigga a 10 to 20
He had to plea out to a manslaughter
Said he was thinking bout his little sons
When he come home he'll be a grandfather

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
You ever look a killer in his eyes?
Look like he still got that feeling in his eyes
That's the reaper not wearing a disguise
Beware, it's some real ghetto niggas on the rise
My Pittsburgh niggas gonna 'volve with me
The killers and drug dealers is all with me
I told you before it was a small city
You bout that life, nigga is y'all really?
These rap niggas really ain't nothing like us
Had to get your deal to start stunting like us
Now everybody tryna get money with us
We from the bottom boy, these niggas ain't come up like us
I'm hard bodied, guard bodied
My success is faith built, the lord got me
These niggas can't show me shit, Shakur taught me
Biggie showed me, yeah the gods got me

[Hook]




2.Fly Shit Feat. Punch (TDE) (修改)

[Verse 1:Boaz]
Yo, we spin the corner in the seven series (D1)
Presidential shit, fly secretaries
Stretch the check by any means necessary
This kush is very berry, hit the spliff and flick the cherry
They know I be higher than the jets
Quarter cut Gucci's wool blazer with the [?]
Granite counters, marble floors
Money, hoes, diamonds, and clothes, we connoisseurs
They hate to see a hood nigga livin' out the penthouse suite
A topic covers, never get beneath my silk spread sheet
Dope boys doing numbers on the big spreadsheet
I was running through them things, nigga, just last week
But you don't hear me though

[Hook]
All I do is get money, get high
Make it drizzle on a corner when it's getting dry
Mister get-a-pack-and-then-I-double-that
Gritty redbone bitch, I'm fuckin' that
Fly chicks, fly whips, Cali kush got me on some high shit
Fly chicks, fly whips, penthouse, I'm living in some fly shit

[Verse 2: Punch]
Look, let's do this different, let's talk quantum physics
Was born in the bricks, transported to white picket
Fences, for how I decipher sentences
I'm wired different I'm my only known nemesis
I'm in the mirror like, you know what the business is
Million dollar businesses from sculpting all these lyricists
Look, flow Da Vinci in a Bentley
Hogging every lane, I'm Top Dawg boys is stingy
Hold the envy, provoking niggas in their feelings
I'm half Vulcan, I don't feel it, no emotion, ice grill 'em
This ain't rappin' it's the release of the Kraken
This is Greek mythology on acid and I am Atlas, uh
The madness

[Hook: Boaz]

[Outro: Boaz]
I'm getting high, I'm getting money
I see how these niggas hatin', that shit is funny
Is it 'cause I'm getting high? Or getting money?
Wait, I know why these niggas hatin', these bitches love me
I'm getting high, I'm getting money
I see how these niggas hatin', that shit is funny
Wait is it 'cause I'm getting high? Or getting money?
Nah, I know why these niggas hatin', these bitches love me




3.Hard to Forget It Feat. Scarface (修改)

[Hook]
See I was out there going hard, moving work with my niggas
By all means got to get it
Seen the concrete jungle turn niggas into urban gorillas
And it's hard to forget it
I said it's hard to forget it, when you're out there playing the game
Chasing fortune and fame, I say it's hard to forget it
All the homies we done lost at war
No we can't see you no more
It's just hard to forget it
All my niggas doing life in the pen, that won't see daylight again
I know it's hard to forget it
Wish I could show you all this shit on my brain
So much pleasure and pain, it's just hard to forget it

[Verse 1 – Boaz]
Now as I open up my memory bank
Take a minute to think
Take a sip of this drink
I'm reminiscing on my upbringing
Mad early we be up slinging
We stopped fist fighting and started gun slinging
Little young nigga toting all the latest issues
And his aim official, raise it up and make it whistle
Nigga's parents be quick to call me a menace
Cause I said when I grew older I wanted to be a chemist
Start my own business, right in front the store
Had to draw the 44 out on old man Willis
Make him feel us, now gangsters make the world go round
That's till they kill us or the cops come get us

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – Scarface]
My nigga doing life now
All because he wanted the lifestyle
Of a nigga off in them videos
Fucking bitches and slamming [?]
Never thinking about the consequences
He got money and started punking niggas
That's when I had to have that talk with him
He wouldn't listen, and let the law get him
I understand a nigga do wrong
To get back on they feet, but when you on em
That's when you gone
And move on, cause greed'll get your head bust
You niggas looking at you like you fucked up
Ain't no [?]
You at his woman when your boy leaves
She's only loyal to the streets though
Money makes her world, fuck a G's soul

[Hook]

[Verse 3 – Boaz]
They just talk about it, guess who live it nigga
My money got tall from selling pounds of midget nigga
This shit come from the heart, I know you feel it nigga
Fresh out the cockpit, flyer than Scott [?]nigga
I got to smoke the best weed and fuck the baddest hoes
Fuck a rabbit foot I'm tryna catch a camel toe
I'm sick of cutting up keys and bagging O's
They profile a nigga because of my baggy clothes
Gold chain, pinky ring, icy watches
That's boss shit
I could invite you by the office
Never out hustle, out muscle, or out flosses
But think about it
This fast life gon cost us




4.Heaven Had a Ghetto (修改)

[Intro]
I woke up this morning on some other shit, you know what I mean?
Rolled me something, fired up the old school
[?]hear some 2pac or something y'all

[Verse 1]
Looking at my Rolex, it's about that time
A little overdue if you ask me, might be a little late
Still a nigga right on time
I'm what the game missing, you ask me
Like god speaking to man, through man
Beautiful olive hue, original human
And ain't no doubting my mind, if I can you can
Indebted to the rap game, it made me a new man
Ever since I been cashing checks and things
I always stay dressed in the freshest things
Then iced out the chain on my neck, that swings
But that can hardly amount to the stress it brings
It's like I, got to see heaven for going through hell
So I elevate, everytime I blow me an L
People say they do but they don't know you too well
I talked to my creator cause he know me so well

[Hook]
I'm like if heaven had a ghetto
I bet this is what it look like
Anybody could be a star
If heaven had a ghetto
I bet this is what it look like
Pretty girls and foreign cars
If heaven had a ghetto
I bet this is what it look like
Telling time on Audemars
If heaven had a ghetto
I bet this is what it look like
Do believe the world is yours

[Verse 2]
As I approach the pearly gates at the big estate
I think of heaven on earth, why make a nigga wait
My fam good, my niggas straight
The watch cold, the second hand figure skate
This white linen got a nigga feeling pure
I'm at the beach house sitting by the shore
It's money on my mind, writing's on the wall
Fur up on the floor
It feels good to say I ain't got to struggle no more
As I look up at the heavens
Drunk out the casino
At the craps table, you know I'm looking for those sevens
Can I be an angel in a hood that's full of felons
When I'm praying I be saying can the law, can we yell it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
What mean the world to me don't mean the world to you
I'm tryna find some piece, you think it's money you're due
Niggas kill me, stressing how they got love for me
And I can see you barely got love for you
It be the niggas that surround y'all, praying on your downfall
Cause you hit home runs and all they know is foul balls
You either feel me or I'm talking about y'all
Hate it or love it, I could do it without y'all
I be ready to turn it up to the max
But lately I've been real conservative with my stacks
Burning up every track, pull a trick out the hat
Put a brick in the trap, that's where my niggas is at

[Hook]




5.Like This Feat. Crooked I, Sean Price & Chevy Woods (Remix) (提供)