Real Talk

Now you done heard a lot of talk about me and my niggers

Them Outlaw world-wide my figures

From triumph to tragedy

To right back on top the niggers still mad at me

For pushing that big truck on 24's

A square feat in ATL game lock draw

Man that's what my nigger got shot for

Being to mother-fucking raw for these fuck boys

See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it

Misery loves company

And that's the real shit

But in 2005 I'm on some kill shit

Four niggers sneak upon me and peel this

I'm taking a stand with MAC in hand

All killer

Like them niggers in Pakistan

It's simple, gotta get em' before I die

Like the old west see how we low tex the ride



I know mama

You did your best at raising me

Now your baby done became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

Cause you know mama

You didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigger wanna get at me

I be out in them streets

My thing cocked

Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk



Everyday is a new challenge

I'm a savage in my new balance

A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent

Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustler bitch

So we start our own label selling bricks legit

Power to the people

A lot of power in my pencil

We the hope for the hopeless

A voice for the voiceless

Outlaw soliers, we still in the game

Years later last members fucking feeling the same

Straight from the heart

Makin em' walk

Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow

Haters getting they wrong

I seen the streets rap

Round a tough with some niggers

I seen prison put religion in the roughs of some niggers

They say gangters dont live that long

Too many turn-coals

Thats fucked up putting cuffs on your folks

Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental

And raising a thug nation we influential



I know mama

You did your best at raising me

Now your baby done became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

Cause you know mama

You didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigger wanna get at me

I be out in them streets

My thing cocked

Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk



Yeah

My mother ain't made no supper

Raised in the gutter

I'm a made mother-fucker

All I know is get paid mother-fucker

All day mother-fucker

One way or another

And ain't nobody no where that can stop me

Call me cachy, you tennis I'm hockey

Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky with black rocky in my pocks you got me

Real tall

I never took a shall

Unless it was support

I'm stressing ain't my thought

And I walk these dogs I'm a soldier

Don't ya wanna be like me when you grow up?

A man of honor

commer

Good karma

Niggers want drama I got the problem solver

Big ass cig

That's that shit

Plus the bully that a fully automatic



I know mama

You did your best at raising me

Now your baby done became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

Cause you know mama

You didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigger wanna get at me

I be out in them streets

My thing cocked

Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk