R.N.S (Real Nigga Shit)

[Intro]

Free Boosie

Ain’t this that shit?

Ain’t this that shit?

[Hook]

Ain’t this that shit that we gon ride to?

Ain’t this that shit that we get high to?

Ain’t this that shit that make you vibe nigga?

Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga

I like to call this some real nigga shit

A real nigga on some real nigga shit

A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick

And money never make a real nigga switch

[Verse 1]

I say I can’t stand no bitch nigga

That goes for you snitch niggas

Can’t do no broke boys cus everybody with me they go getters

Say money over these lame hoes, yall niggas be cuffin dough

Met the bitch in that same night, I’mma knock down like dominoes

I say oh Lord I’m savin

Fuck yall, just pay me

Big bees in my whip, catch a young nigga move saney

I be ridin round with 2 ladies

Pussy nigga you basic

My nigga P keep a strap-on

He'll fuck around and start sprayin

Nigga don’t play me

All I’m talkin is real nigga shit

Come and fuck and suck a real nigga dick

All these hoes want a real nigga dick

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I ride for my brother, I’d die for my brother

I’d kill for my mother in case you ain’t know

Shoot out 100 then fuckin reload it

I lift up yo spirit like you been promoted

I’m wit it, runnin my city

Chasin that money, I get it get it

Came to the ratchet, my bitches said Diddy

I want it, I cop it, you watch what you spendin

Niggas be poundin like I’m pron, tell these hoes to please keep calm

If I die today I’m good

Hope this real shit can live on

Ain’t no ho shit in my blood, know my family is my love

Peace my homeboys and my thugs

Still with the same folk from day one

Boy that’s real nigga shit

I’m just tryna get my whole team rich

In a Phantom blowin kush behind the tint

Bumpin Boosie Boo, that badass hit

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Say what you wanna, do what you wanna

I get upset, they attack like piranhas

I don’t even like not one of you niggas

Bitch ain’t thick, can’t even fuck wit er

Yea we them niggas with the 20 gold bottle

VIP sec, she put 25 models

Pulled up, yep that’s us in the foreign

Huh, yall life so boring

Uh, I made a mill off touring

Crib in the hills like motherfuckin Lauren

Rest don’t chill but just can’t ignore

And that pussy so good, I explore like Dora

Smoke one, for the ones lost

RIP to every real nigga we once saw, damn

Where the real niggas went?

Free Boosie

Free Fat Boy

Real shit

They gon lose they motherfuckin mind in the hood when they hear this

Nigga!

[Hook]