Real G's

[Intro]

We bout to get real ugly up in this muthafucka

For the 9-9 and the 2-G

Def Jam (*echo*)

Snoop Dogg all up in this muthafucka

Big Kap (*echo*)

Eastsidaz

[Chorus]

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

[Verse 1]

B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N

We gang bang and ride down on niggas(Pow hot!)

Dogg Pound on niggas

Who shot ya?, big dog gotcha

I'm notcha average nigga in the yappin'

Folks slappin, folks are smokin dope

And doin my thing, I'm on the muthafuckin East coast

From Brooklawn to Q.B. they know me

Up in Harlem World they say Snoop Dogg is a G

Ask P. Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B

Eatin up at Justin's you seen me, rappin

Stackin my weapon in the limo

And 15 niggas tryin to hand me their demo

"Sign Me" my mind be on some other shit

If I'm slidin in the club nigga I'm tryin to bust a beeatch!

So in other words, all that rap shit kick it to the curb

Save it for the birds

Who got the muthafuckin herb?

And where the hoes at nigga? Shit, I'm tryin to get served

I got dick on a platter

Baby got a man Snoop Dogg, shit it don't matter

Ooh, ahh, Snoop dizzy gots to get busy

Especially when I'm tippin

Look here, and all you niggas talkin shit you just missed me

Cause on the real Flex none of ya'll can fuck with me

G's up, I'll make punk niggas freeze up

Pull dem Lees up, and leave dem sleeves up

Nigga, what the fuck?

You know about that D.P.G. Bad Boy connection

Connected by Funk Flex we in a Lexus

Or even the Suburban, swerve it to that Hot 9-7

B.I.G. rest in peace, I know your smilin in heaven

Look here

[Chorus]

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

[Verse 2]

Money, gangstas, bitches, dope

Hold, show, flows, ya know

You wanna roll around on my livin room flo'

Play Nintendo and smoke my Indo

I don't think so, and I ain't payin your bills

Man I'm sick of these bitches and that's way to real

I meet a bitch, I greet a bitch, I never eat a bitch

You talk shit, God damn right, I'll beat a bitch

Treat a bitch never have in my life

I skied a bitch and tell her punk ass good night

Unless you tight...Like a R and B bitch

Like Toni Braxton or Jenny Lopez

Go ahead, go ahead

Aw man fuck what she said, I bet she give a rap nigga head

I take her upstairs lay her on the bed

Get it in the feelin, now she start revealin

And what more can I say

Dog is chillin, his dick is chillin

Movie star bitches all on a nigga dick

When I was broke, Kap, man I couldn't picture this

400 G's from over seas we the loca

Bound to hash from master down my almamota

I got to smoke everyday of my life

Snoop Dogg, Funk Flex and it's extra tight

[Chorus]

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings

Real gangstas do real things

[Outro]

Real ugly for the 9-9

It's goin down ya'll

Oooh this is ugly

Drop a bomb on them Flex

Yeah, it's hot ya'll

Real hot, hot to death

B.I.G. rest in peace