The Realest Chryme Fam (Ft. Prodigy)

[Intro: Kashdro]
One shot dead
Two guns
Kashdro

[Verse One: Kashdro]
Ain't nothin' changed, got money, I'm still gutter
Still wear the same shit for days, blood on my chuckers
Cause some dumb motherfuckers tried the wrong ones
Stomp 'em out, fuck it dunn, see 'em in the long run
Cause I won't lose a minute of sleep
Like what beef, only gang got me leery the police
Cause y'all be talkin', I'm steady fleein' often
From the park bench, on point for when the narcs blitz
Avoidin' different charges, steady dippin' and dodgin'
Lord Black's the hit man, K Dot's the marksman
Don't get it twisted, I will air your shit up now
N****s so shook you see his hеart beat
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[Chorus 4x]:
We livin' this till the day that we die
Survival of the realest, n**** you know we gon' survive

[Verse Two: Prodigy]
Fuckin' with P
I'll have your parts up in a sling
I was a menace and an outlaw, before the movie and this rap thing
Was a thug, before it was popular
Now you fake ass n****s gettin' tattooed and ragged up
Be wearin' flags like they gangstas or somethin'
N**** I'll bloody your clothes and cripple your bones
Fuck everything you thought and whatever you know
We set standards and make the rules along as we go
Spontaneous thugs, we get up and go
Especially if when we get there, we picking up dough
We blow up shows and touch every part of the map
We stuck up fans, but still probably go and cop that
Man, my apologies and sincere condolences
But that's the cycle of life and you n****s is knowin' this
Give a little, take a little
You gotta pay the bills
We animals for that money, but on some real shit