Keep It Real Gucci Mane

(Intro)
Guwop
Gucci

(Verse)
Gucci Mane a bitch, I'm gonna hit him in his shit
Gucci mob, he don't throw fists, all he do is diss
Getting shots off my yapper, how bad you want a hit?
Ayo with Mike in this and homie big boy 200 bitch
Baang Bang, Glo Gang, that 300 shit
I feel like Woo and French, they mad, they on that broke shit
I'm on that level, if you broke then I can't smoke it
I'm worth a hunnid bricks, still rob yo ass for 4 bricks
Can't find a fork, I'm cookin dope with the remote, BITCH
I took yo best and went and smoked it with yo artist
I fucked yo mama secretary at the office
And I'm so hood I'm pourin codeine in my coffee

(Hook)
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Man these niggas broke as hell man and I can see they ribs
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Keep it real, Keep it real, Keep it real
Man these bitches broke as hell man and I can see they ribs