*featuring Too $hort
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[Jay-Z]
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Real niggaz do real things
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Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
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Real niggaz do real things
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof til spring
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Real niggaz do real things, check
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We started out makin, small time bacon
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Two little niggaz bakin, talkin bout whippin cakes
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Get clothin and big cheddar, hopin it gets better
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We had no knowledge of this shit we just was with whatever
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In front of your buildin clockin, thought I was makin a killin
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Right in front of your children, eightball in my side pocket
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They was corrupt too, disrespectin the fiends I used to
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look up to, take it or leave it, fuck you
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In different parts of the planet, Oakland to New York
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I'm hollerin Lifetimes, he hollerin Life's Too $hort
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Parallel lives and jew-els held high
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To the Range, to the Rove, get exchanged, for your souls
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You know how the game goes, slang to get G's
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and speak in Chinese everybody gains the same dough
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Get your shit scarred fuckin with my sick squad
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from Marcy, to the Bay y'all, we get large, keep in charge
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
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Real niggaz do real things
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof til spring
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Real niggaz do real things
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[Too $hort]
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So now you own a record label, I got one too
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We on a roll now, can't nobody stop our crew
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You can treat us like convicts, you know we got records
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On the shelf and on the charts the double deckers
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The fat donkey house down the block, belongs to me
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You criticize the way I walk, you wanna see my bankbook?
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I'm not a crook, I flipped the script and changed my ways
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so I can get paid, everday
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I see the same old shit, I see in the streets
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I know you think I'm sellin keys but I only sell beats
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Dopefiend music, it's drug related
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You can buy it on the corner get a radio and play it
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It always sounds better when you turn it up loud
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Rap music let these motherfuckers know what we about
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I know these gay ass record labels keep fuckin niggaz
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It's just like in the streets main, how much you get?
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[Jay-Z]
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On the road to riches, and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
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Real niggaz do real things
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof til spring
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Real niggaz do real things
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[Too $hort]
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That's right, I been a hustler for a long time
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Always got the right beats, never saying wrong rhymes
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I started off with nothing ended up with everything
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Now we sip Hennessee in first class on every plane
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Ask Jay-Z, he know what I'm sayin
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Always see me at the bank and yes I'm goin again
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There ain't no dollar amount, that can make me happy
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Fine women, a big house, a truck and a Caddy
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[Jay-Z]
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Now peep, how sweet, niggaz lives can get
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Put beef aside, the East and Westside connect
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$hort Dawg, and Jigga with the, fo'-fo' flow
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I got love for y'all motherfuckers y'all just don't know
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I know y'all got a thing for them rag six-fo's
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I like the five speed drops pop the clutch then go
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If you want it, keep ballin, and if you jealous stop
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I want Biggie to rest in peace, as well as 'Pac
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How real is that?
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
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Real niggaz do real things
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On the road to riches and diamond rings
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Real niggaz do real things
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Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof til spring
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Real niggaz do real things
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And I'm out
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[Too $hort] Beyotch! $hort Dawg's in the house
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[Jay-Z] Jigga
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[Too $hort] Much love
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[Jay-Z] $hort Dawg, get your money main
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[Too $hort] All the way from the West coast
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[Jay-Z] Uhh, how real is that
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Real Niggaz
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