That’s Real AZ (Ft. Beanie Sigel)

[Verse 1: AZ]
I holds it down for the convicts that live in a box
And them little grimy niggas that live in them spots
Venomous plots, real nine Eminem Glocks
Spin with the drop, hammer cocks, sent you a shot
Brooklyn motherfucker, we blend with the blocks
Live niggas, type to spend ten on a watch
Face lift it, hit it straight nuttin' to taste wit' it
Fuck shots, cop bottles, whole case wit' it
Street war, niggas don't beef no more
See the kill for real or don't eat no more
Sleep no more, hollow tips'll eat you raw
Straight through the right cheek of your jaw
Lets get it on with the guns drawn, ride or die
No. what's wrong, gettin' shitted on, my reply
Cut you up with some shit that'll tear your soul
Wrap up if you feel the cold, that's real

[Hook: Beanie Sigel]
Ayo, I spit from my block, man
Everyday ya upstate gettin' boxed in
Stick a marriage through the gate when they locked in
You can hear 'em when they
Break when they boxed in, that's real
My spit from my street men
All day, smuggle yay pull ya Jeeps in
Never play where you lay we ain't sleepin'
Spot clean, feds dumb let 'em creep in, that's real