Real Talk - 42 Dugg

Told 'em, «Good lookin' on that rat, nigga, he shouldn’t have made it»

And I’ma keep it real, sometime I don’t feel like it (At all)

But I got a son, nigga, and I still write 'em

Ask me why I’m talkin' shit like they investigatin'

I know I wanna smoke but we might be the next to make it

All these Percs on me nigga, got my phone ringin'

Bitches shakin' ass, niggas tuned in

Gon' pop a watcher head, nigga, that’s a dub pokin'

Five trays full of ones got the club focused

They love a nigga, from the bitches to the club owners

We got alcohol, we got drugs on us

Only trippin' off a *sniff* if a mutt on us

I can’t tell you shit but how the hood talk

We got a draw for every problem, bitch, that’s wood talk

I’m from the east, nigga, where ain’t nothin' grew

But I can still show your bitch how a hundred look

And I can still show your bitch who you been runnin' wit'

You niggas known for talkin', we known for runnin' shit

You niggas into textin, we into runnin' bitches

My youngin down in Texas know how to hunt a bitch

We got them drugs with us, talkin' a hundred strips

I know they watchin' me, keep a Glock with me

Fuck the law, bro, what?

All that ain’t stoppin' me

I keep a couple 'round that go up-top for me

Niggas gon' fuck around, become an opp to me

Bitch the whole east say they rock with me

Shout out to Ant Beast, it’s time to lock the streets

Dead before they signed or rich, you know I rock with Meech

This is for your honor, free my brother Skeet

This one for my mama, boy, I’m worth a hundred Gs

Shout out to the firm, I can move a hundred beans

Shout out to the firm, I can move a hundred bowls

Bitch, I’m on parole, still keep a hundred close

Two hundred on the dash, I be on the go

Put him on his ass, thought he had me on the ropes

Mind clear for us, them our only copes

Bitches stare at us like we they only hope

Beans in the Sprite, that’s the only dope

Beans get sent off, shit, that’s all I know

Ten milli Glocks, all I fuckin' tote

I’m waitin' on you, doggy, that’s the only thing I wrote

Finna sign out, hope they let man out

If you don’t think I’m totin', nigga, come and find out

Bitch

Lil Nigga

Ant did the track