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Realest In The Game

by Sheek Louch

[Hook: Jadakiss]
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
As I look around we the realest in the game left

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Dope boy really touched the work
I push pounds of purp a n*gga been a leader
My auntie running out of dog food she put cocaine in a syringe needle
You ain't never been to the pen either
You ain't even came around here to spend either
n*gga ain't sparing no friend either
n*gga roll with you then leave you
I'm serving my neighbor I'm getting the paper
We all strapped we like a small Al Qaeda
I'm telling my n*ggas lets get rich f*ck this sh*t we can fall out later
Roll up I got 5 new flavors 12 new gauges and 9 new haters
Gotta watch these bands before this little white man
Try to come and find out who paid us
What you know about the cartel boss looking at you saying
Damn you know what you made us
And you talking about f*cking with these rap sh*t
Nah n*gga you must be crazy
36 ounces you must've been waiting
I blew up though from what you gave me
I grew up though you know who raised me
Where's your account you must didn't save me

[Hook: Jadakiss]
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
As I look around we the realest in the game left

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
f*ck what they be yellin'
n*ggas rap about guns and street life, them n*ggas be tellin'
They don't know about real
They ain't never been broke, mob nothin', they ain't ever been to jail
They don't know about beef going back and forth
Late night on the block 'till the Mac go off
n*gga just came home and he back up north
Everybody where you from know your block is soft
Hold up
Lemme throw my cup
Let's toast to them boys, they ain't ever broke up
And we battled everybody and never choked up
All we do is get money and stay smoked up (Light up some)
I done stuffed my hawk
I poke one of you n*ggas with that industry talk
We the realest everywhere, not just New York
Been eating worldwide, you see my fork
What you know about me
Street n*gga half the sh*t I can't IG
Hope the cops can't ID
Things my son can not see
Let the Trey Pound go
Light up, let the whole pound go
I'm lit, you should see my show
Real n*gga just to let ya'll know

[Hook: Jadakiss]
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
As I look around we the realest in the game left

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
More money, same n*gga
Better frame, same picture
Feds is watching, why they ain't get ya?
They ain't ya n*ggas, they ain't with ya
You don't see em and they say they missed you
All the bad luck and hate they wished you
You and your homie, different casket
Same pastor, same scripture
I'm in the hood where the drugs is, never that far away from where the plug is
Homemade corn liquor in the tub is
Down bottom to its hot where the bugs is
Object is to rise up above this
Why you think all the real n*ggas love Kiss?
Cause the 'Gram got people so caught up with likes motherf*ckers forgot what real love is
Check it, right off the back of the big 18 wheelers
As soon as I get it it goes to the dealers
They been f*cking with us, I know that they feel us
Ain't too much to say 'cause they know we the realest

[Hook: Jadakiss]
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
Realest n*ggas in the game left
As I look around we the realest in the game left