Streetz-n-Young Deuces The Realest (feat. Trae Tha Truth) lyrics

Streetz:
Real nigga for ever, I couldn't start this verse her any better/
Staying true, these people giving less nu/
You a lame boy who the fuck are you kiddin'?/mbers for letters/
I smarten up move different, roof missin/
You a lame boy who the fuck are you kiddin'?/
I'm gettin' money, plurals, ooh a nigga roof crispy/
I made move's honestly i never knew different/
Cause these actions speak louder than words, i'm on the up & up/
Lookin'like i got it in birds, what the fuck is up/
And ya'll still worried about such and such/
He a liar, not a rider im the fucking one/
Looking for that comfortation not the type to run/
Where i'm at don't define me i know where i'm from/
Pissy Hallways with the fiends in em/
Little dirty nigga, big dreams in em/
My cuzzo D-Bo hold ya head/
I'm get us in the green for all them years in the red/
That's on my head

[Chorus]
What's understood , don't gotta be explain/
I got nothing to lose , but everything to gain/
They never ever understand my pain/
From beginning to the ending look i'mma stay the same/
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)
They saying you the realest (aye you a real one yeah)

Trae Tha Truth:
Eyes wide shut, im on the wrong side of the bead/
I took a break from countin bread, presidents who was dead/
I'm the king, crown on my head, I bow down to no nigga ever/
I'm the realest, no one better, competition dead as ever/
Even if yo shit togeter bet not try today/
Half the shit that you talkin' aint bout nothin'
I'm the truth & you a lie today/
Multiplying haters by niggaz they come in packs/
But whayt i pack, i just might pack em in packages, lay em flat/
Aint no attack going unnoticed we put the fear in these fuck niggaz/

Ain't nothin bout us gay but everyday motto is fuck niggaz/
Street nigga stuck wit a temper shorter than willow/
Cause im cooler than the other side of ya pillow/
Realest Ever

[Chorus]

Young Deuces:
Flyer thatn a lear jet, nigga i could care less/
About these shitty rappers, understand im bout to kill shit/
Dwayne Martin actors, niggaz frontin' like they will smith/
Worried dat they girl is wit me on some tip drill shit/
Ridin' like im walkin, talkin like im tired hoe/
Prayin' that these potholes isn't fuckin' up my tires tho/
Rollin' , smokin, hittin; switches, nigga where my lighter go/
Catch me in the moment and i'm known to throw alot of dough/
Real is all i know, except my bitches, yeah that ass is fake and/
I don't really care cause when she work it, that shit fascinates me/
You see the chevy's rolling up bosses transportation/
Foreign bitches in my whip, i probably need some transalation/
Damn, i'm feeling like im winning life/
Until i feel it's time to quit, you'll never know what winning like/
Meals from the chef my nigga tell me what yo dinners like/
Hot as summers day, but im colder than a winters night/
Two's

[Chorus]

Aye Hold up,
You got some Midwest nniggaz in the building right now feeling real throwed
I say its some Midwest nniggaz in the building rightfeeling real throwed
Hold up
Rest In Peace Pimp C, Underground King
Rest In Peace my nigga Rico, you feel me
Aye Pour sum'n, roll sum'n up
Hold up
Yeah
Miltown Stay Down, 4-1-4 and all that
Wassup
Oh yeah it's S-N-Y-D
Oh yeah it's S-N-Y-D
Yeah