Lyrics to Real Shit
Real Shit Video:
Camoflauge: Goddamn! (Hook) It's that real shit, Huh? That real shit, What? That real shit, And you can tell? Cause flies all around it It's that real shit, What? That real shit, Huh? That real shit, And you can tell? Cause flies all around it [Verse] Man its that real shit (Smell that!) I bet you won't (inhale that!) Too long cause its strong like some weed outta ? Y'all niggaz know what it is Boy ain't yo mamma told you bout playin with them project kids! But you don't listen, now yo ass missin For runnin yo fuckin mouth, and knowin you ain't no competition I glisnin like diamonds, they rippin up shit when I'm rhyming, Just like the sun I'm shinin, top of the charts is where I'm climbin A red light means STOP! I run that shit! Got niggaz fiendin for some good dope Gotta come back and get! Another hit of that bomb ass music Shit don't love the way I do it! [Hook: 2x] [Verse] I'm ragin, cause niggaz hatin, cause we makin, Mail out the ass better ask somebody I'm blazin Hot like fire nigga , you don't wanna try this nigga! Picture me rollin like 4 rims and 4 tires nigga! I'm bad like Michael… Jackson, Jordan, your pick But any way you look at it I'm still the shit! My click bringin em' pain! Rapin' the game! Livin that life! Lovin the fame! I'm fuckin your dame! She givin up brain! You kissin that hoe, when she ain't round I bet you missin that hoe You better listen (bro!) I'm on a mutha fuckin mission (whoa!) To get rid of my opposition (Oh!) These niggas ain't no competition (No!) Ain't on my level, and I ain't even 20 yet Niggas in trouble, I'm blowin up like a balloon And laughin at these clowns like a 3rd grader watchin cartoons. (Laughs in the background) [Hook 2x] [Verse 3] It's that real shit, so feel me, like you feelin a stripper, Ready to tip her, dick bout to bust out your zipper! You know Camoflauge, the don, sippin perion Smoking reefer, ridin round getting my fettin on See these niggas playa hate me, but its all gravy cause I PUTS IT DOWN LIKE A SHITTY BABY! Brought pain to the rap game, just like a 7 in a crap game Niggas didn't understand what the fuck was happ'ning Shit went to sellin out the store like a crack house Drought season! Good dope! Niggas know I'm the ? Get in the booth and represent And when I come out nobody go in there for 35 to 45 minutes! Hook 3x (talk till fade)

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