Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane & Bun B & Rocko
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane & OJ da Juiceman & Waka Flocka Flame
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane & Jason Caesar & Kandi
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane & Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid & OJ da Juiceman & Frenchie
Gucci Mane & DJ Drama
Gucci Mane & Shawty Redd
Waka Flocka Flame & OJ da Juiceman & Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
[Intro: DJ Drama]
Hey, hey
Third time's the charm (Gangsta)
3D glasses on, right?
You gon' need them
You not gon' see this regularly
Burr
Aphilliates, nigga, pay attention
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Scientific fact that a nigga strapped
I don't act, I just grab the mac, then blow out your back, yeah
In fact I will take your life, you won't get it back
And this tec slide up on your neck, you should wear a hat (Gangsta)
You a snitch, you a fuckin bitch, such a dirty rat (Dirty rat)
Forty-two, Bouldercrast, I got my dirty cats
I got stacks, sticky-sticky-stacks, stacked on top of stacks (Huh)
In the booth, but to tell the truth, I used to sling the crack (Gangsta Grillz)
All up in the Benz with weed, I just had an epiphany (Huh)
It told me cop some bricks and whip it all up in my kitchen (Skrrt)
Served so much damn lean that I think I need new kidneys (Wow)
Two lungs and a liver, cocaine, they just keep on shittin' me
[Chorus]
Nigga, this as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitc,h I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitch ,I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Gangsta)
[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
Yeah, I'm as real as it gets, sixteen babies, thirty zips (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
All about a damn bag, you would finger me a bitch (Damn, damn, damn, bitch)
I struggled for too long, I'm just focused on my chips (Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay)
I'm like Lay, Fredo Lay, man, heavy on the dip (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ha)
I got phone, I got work, what, you need a whole brick? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm that guy, we let cleaves hang, I can get you picked (Ayy, ayy, ayy, nice)
See, if Deuce had a bread, I can serve you quick (Okay)
It's gone in sixty seconds 'cause I just like to flip (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm Tantanna, shawty, right wrist been gripped (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Never been a whole dog, man, where's your main bitch? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay)
Brought rings in the game, sittin' champion-side fish (Ayy, damn, ayy, okay)
Three diamond chains on and they all in the air (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
[Chorus]
Nigga, this as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitc,h I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Gangsta Grillz)
Nigga, as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitch ,I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Bricksquad (Gucci), this how gangstas rock (Flacko), I rap gangsta, ha (Baow)
White folks tryna hide my uncle Pop (Fuck 'em)
Don't stop, we on top, never flop, bring me drop (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This is back, two weeks, months, get this shit just to fuck (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
I love bills, I love blunts, I love skinny, I love big (What?)
Got the bells, fuck the bricks (Fuck 'em), I do this for the bloods (Bloods)
I do this for the crips (Crips), I do this for the vice lords, lame kids and folks
I do this for the weed, I do this for the coke, you can call me Flocka boat (What, what, what, what, yeah?)
I'm still that same nigga back in Riverdale broke (Riverdale)
Cleaner than some soap and I've always been a real nigga (Woah)
Never been a ho, bitch, or a lame ass nigga (Uh-uh)
[Chorus]
Nigga, this as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitc,h I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Gangsta Grillz)
Nigga, as real as it get (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I chasing after money nigga fuck that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I am what I am, bitch ,I ain't no hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better ask about me in the hood, they know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Gangsta Grillz, you bastard
Real As They Get was written by Gucci Mane & OJ da Juiceman & Waka Flocka Flame.
Real As They Get was produced by DJ Drama.
Gucci Mane released Real As They Get on Sat Oct 10 2009.