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Gangsta Blac

Gettin' Real Buck

Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck

It's kind of hard to keep a fuckin' mil'
If yo' name ain't Holyfield
Kick back in, the MC resident
Countin' dollar bills

Make me kick in a liquor store
Stop in get a Tanqueray
Peel a chin in the wind
Ballin', hittin' the freeway

Ain't no slippin' in the street
5-O's on my ass, gee
Three car deep after me
Ballin' down through SPV

Gangsta man, still the same
Clear me as you see me pass
Holler when I holler
Time to dip up in another past

Rip it up, open it up, can I get a Newport?
Pass me one, thank you, sir
Got your whole ankle short
Yada yo, givin' shouts

Steven Bone taught me that
Straight from the bounds
Lay it down
If they cool with Gangsta Blac

All my nigga's gettin' buck
Bet this on my D-Zick
Throw the mic 'cause I'm so hype
And hoe, this just beginning

Bury shit, fuckin' hoes
Ain't that the way it's suppose to go
Fuck 'em slow, let 'em know
Time to hit the dirt hoe

Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck

Wusup, to all them people's rumors
That's been said 'bout folks from Ana
Creepin' through the back with a fuckin' gage
Ready to ram and jam ya

All these fuckin' slugs up in yo' ass
If I up and find ya
Mouthful of lit fire crackers
Star spangled banner

Reassess pieces on yo' body
Hittin' them bitches, watch 'em drool
Jack be nimble, be quick
But Jack, he ain't no damn fool

Hoe, you must be high down fall
For the nigga dead and gone
With yo' bad self
Hoe, you need to fuckin' quick

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Ain't no drunk lookin' good
Ain't no killer I wish I would
I buck down all you lemon
Put them jackets on my neighborhood

Cock my nine, feelin' fine
In case the run they mouth
Wussup bitch, is you mad
'Cause we from the South?

To you motor mouth suckers
Come in, get some of this
Noisiness, wig split
Stay up out my business

Ride 'em up Escalade
Down to the mighty sky
To ya hoe, see ya hoe in hell
'Cause it's time to die

Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck

Ain't no fuckin' simple man
Take no bullet for no nigga
Trick you must can't understand
Hoe, how the fuck you figure?

Not with all that reppin' shit
Not with all that Football shit
All about roastin' a bitch
All about makin' it rich

Hoodrat means a group of hoes
Slurpin' on yo' nut sac's
Sac's of weed is what I need
To keep my brain on this track

Chu-chu, watch me choke
As I blow out a cloud of smoke
Hypnotize, civilize
Got dope hold it though

Time to find my nigga
Let me ride in yo' Pontiac
Funk it up or ride
In the white Chevy with the bumpin' back

Fuck you, bitches
This for girls and plenty niggas
Fuck killer realer
We grip hands on the trigger

Yo nine grip my dick, nigga
I don't give a shit
Paul in lil' man got my back
Two nigga's you can't deal with

Bustin' through the crowd like a crash
Dead in yo gut, now my nigga's deep
Gettin' real buck

Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' real buck