The Real Is Back (Intro)

[Young Jeezy]

Say, drama this on my momma, I served em like Benihana's

Took them numbers down, they ate em up like them piranhas

Swear I had the whole hood bitin like them iguanas

Had them chicken tenders all lined up, like the McDonalds

Up early thuggin, cookin this breakfast in my pajamas

Dropped a thousand but I lost 28, at least I'm honest

Man these niggas lyin all on tracks, all on wax

We don't wanna hear ya imagination just state facts

Nigga either ya didn't or you did, just don't lie

Look, nigga either you was or you wasn't just don't lie

Use to cop them bitches 3 at a time call that a trio

And if they short, then fuck you too just like I'm cee-lo

What you know about so many bricks, fill up a neo?

Shit I meant neon, run em back like I'm deion

Treat em just like Pacquiao, they gotta weigh in

Can't even come outside, they gotta stay in

Kink put me off in the game, I gotta play then

Tryna get the play dough, but nah, don't play though

Got a case, he callin ya phone, what's the connection?

Hang up, Fuck figurin it out, bad reception

And you ain't gotta be a detective just to detect em

Any nigga lie to ya face, how you respect em?

In the kitchen cussin the pot like my baby mama

That 4 ain't lockin up right, that's baby drama

Make me start deporting you niggas just like I'm castro

Any nigga play both sides, he donnie brasco

And I ain't seen when I was making them movies like tarantino

Last time tellin you, shit bigger than nino

Bigger than nino? Ask G-Money, spent it all fuckin night

Like the shit was free money, like my My-Face on it

Like the shit was me money, if the dogs hit the bag

Then you know it's D-Money. You know I run this shit

Like marlo, these niggas avon, had my auntie sellin that shit

Like it was avon, yall know what's real or what's fake, that's on shake

What you call it when you whippin that thang? Vanilla Shake

What you call it when you whippin that thang? Vanilla Smoothie

Call that shit that wouldn't jump back, Vanilla ooo-wee

Snow is you worried bout niggas? I'm like, Fuck No

Straight up outta low cash, these niggas gusto

And I don't give a fuck if it's been bout 10 years

I can come back with 10 years and 5 jeers

All I need is trap life cross my belly, I'm makaveli

Coupe got the pasta seats, look like spaghetti

Yall ain't ready, clips long as machetes

I said, yall ain't ready, clips long as machetes

Use to drive a 500 to school, could fuck the teacher

First thing she said in the morning "Turn off ya beeper"

I said, excuse me miss, I'm tryna be P and Jay-Z

If you think I'm missin out on this money you cray-z

And all these niggas talkin these diamonds, appraise me

See I'm the one who made it straight out the streets, they praise me

All I know is one way to trap, and that's hard

If so I trapped hard then that make me a trap god

Bow down and kiss the chucks I'm bruce leroy

Sell 10 mill tomorrow I'm still a D-Boy

The real is back