[Intro]
Y'all niggas start actin' like this
Y'all niggas start switching, stop telling
I'm just too real for that shit
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Nah for real
[Chorus]
I can't go out like no bitch (I can't go out like no bitch)
I'm just too real for that shit (just too real)
Ain't no way I could tell or snitch (Ain't no way I could tell or snitch)
I'm just too real for that shit
Hell naw I ain't no co-defendant
I'm just too real for that shit
Mama did not raise no bitch (Hell naw she ain't raise no bitch)
She just too real for that shit
[Verse 1]
Hell naw, nigga
Mama ain't raise no bitch (She ain't raise no bitch)
Slimeball, I'm too real for that shit
They say I ride around with that stick (Yea I ride around with that 30)
Hundred round drum, ooh I get to clappin'
Have you flippin' like a brick, yeah
Young gymnastic whip the brick, I do magic (Magic, wow)
Yeah, I disappear with your shit
Slimeball, running off with all these niggas' shit
Niggas be talking like hoes
Switching just like some clothes
Guess what, I ain't worrying about that shit
I ain't going out like no bitch
Don't be mad if I fuck your bitch (Is that your bitch?)
Niggas be acting like this
I wasn't raised like no bitch
Niggas like to turn and fold
Guess a nigga turned a snitch
And all these rats eat cheese
And they ain''t built nun' like this
I'm just too real for that shit (x4)
Y'all niggas start actin' like this
Y'all niggas start switching, stop telling
I'm just too real for that shit
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Nah for real
[Chorus]
I can't go out like no bitch (I can't go out like no bitch)
I'm just too real for that shit (just too real)
Ain't no way I could tell or snitch (Ain't no way I could tell or snitch)
I'm just too real for that shit
Hell naw I ain't no co-defendant
I'm just too real for that shit
Mama did not raise no bitch (Hell naw she ain't raise no bitch)
She just too real for that shit
[Verse 1]
Hell naw, nigga
Mama ain't raise no bitch (She ain't raise no bitch)
Slimeball, I'm too real for that shit
They say I ride around with that stick (Yea I ride around with that 30)
Hundred round drum, ooh I get to clappin'
Have you flippin' like a brick, yeah
Young gymnastic whip the brick, I do magic (Magic, wow)
Yeah, I disappear with your shit
Slimeball, running off with all these niggas' shit
Niggas be talking like hoes
Switching just like some clothes
Guess what, I ain't worrying about that shit
I ain't going out like no bitch
Don't be mad if I fuck your bitch (Is that your bitch?)
Niggas be acting like this
I wasn't raised like no bitch
Niggas like to turn and fold
Guess a nigga turned a snitch
And all these rats eat cheese
And they ain''t built nun' like this
I'm just too real for that shit (x4)
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