Keep It Real Lyrics

Pull up in a Bentley

(Yea, let's go)

Pull up in a Bentley

On my feet, yea it cost 150

Im like how you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

Keep it 100, keep it real

Keep it real

Keep it real

I'm on that liquor

I'm too drunk, can't feel myself

I don't give a fuck, ima be myself

And the bitch ain't right, yea she need some help

Got another phone call from the hoe and she say she want more

She is a beautiful whore

I'm in this bitch with a loud pack

These niggas ain't cool, they stabbed my back

Tell a nigga be cool 'fore his ass get whacked

And I'm in here sippin' on dirty

You better straighten yo' act up

I don't really got no worries

Get to stacking them racks right up to the ceiling

You niggas don't feel me, you niggas be tripping

You niggas be rats, you ain't with the gang

You saw what you saw so I'm whacking the witness

I got that grrt on my waist, it get serious

What the fuck wrong with the hoe?

She delirious

Niggas be talking, I swear I'm not hearing it

I got the bands, stack it up like period

Yea, the bitch ain't right

What, she on her period?

Too geeked up, sippin' wock, I feel it

Ass so fat, yea, the shit sumn serious

When I pop out yea these niggas get furious

Pull up in a Bentley

(Yea, let's go)

Pull up in a Bentley

On my feet, yea it cost 150

Im like how you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

Keep it 100, keep it real

Keep it real

Keep it real

Pull up in a Bentley

(Yea, let's go)

Pull up in a Bentley

On my feet, yea it cost 150

Im like how you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

How you feel?

Keep it 100, keep it real

Keep it real

Keep it real