We Real Lyrics

(They don't make 'em like us no more)

We real

Get money and clap suckers

This bitch talk to much tell her shut her dick suckers

Ducking from the law trying dodge the under-covers

Got your girlfriend sucking dick under covers

In my bed I'm getting head

Got a nine mill Glock

Run up and I'll fill you up with lead

In other words I'll leave you dead

Broke my heart when my partner started working with the feds

Now if I see him on the streets I got to leave him dead

The world so cold

Nobody knows what's going on

We all have pain so we all getting on

Shroom weed pills and lean just to ease the pain

I can't lie every other month I got to hit the caine

Hit this dab get so high that I fly away

Baby come on, I'm trying bring you with me

When I'm off probation we can catch a flight to another city

Or better yet another country

Vacation sex when she rides I got to suck a titty

Pay me baby if I give you time you the one that's lucky

(Cut the check)

I'm a P from the (B-A-Y)

That's where these youngsters outside really do or die

They only twelve years old really trying slide

But I tell them it's not the right move

But who am I to judge, I be sliding too

Gangs pimps hustlers blocks and crews

Another bad day guess I made it on the news

This shit is sick, its not a crime flick

You ever seen a sucker get flipped

I'm from where the thugs'll make the police strip

Rest in peace to (The J-A-C-K-A)

I'm hanging out the car window with a (A-K)

I just got a bulldog and his papers (A-K-C)

I'm from the East Bay but shout out The (S-F-C)

Five one o' baby riding with the mother fucking strap on the side of me