Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz

Them Outlaw worldwide my figures

From triumph to tragedy

To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me

For pushin' that big truck on 24's

A square feat in ATL game

Man dat's what my nigga got shot for

Bein' too mothafuckin' wrong for dis footballs

See the darkness, see the light, he wanna feel it

Misery loves pumpin' me and that's the real shit

But in 2005 I'm on some ill shit

Four niggaz sneak upon me and I'm fearless

I'm takin' a stand, a born killer

Like them niggaz in Pakistan

It's simple, gotta git 'em fore' I die

Like the old west see how we low tex da ride

I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me

Now your baby dun became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigga wanna get at me

I be out in them streets, my thang cocked

'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk

Everyday is a new challenge

I'm a savage in my new balance

A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent

Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustla bitch

So we start our own label sellin' bricks legit

Power to the people, a lot of power in my pencil

We da hope for the hopeless, the voice for the voiceless

Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game

Years later last members fuckin' feelin' the same

Straight from the heart, makin' 'em walk

Live for the day don't wait for tomorrow

Hatas gettin' they wrong, I seen tha streets rap

Rounda tough with some niggaz

I seen put religion in the roughs of some niggaz

They say gangstaz don't live that long, too many turn-coals

That's fucked up, puttin' cuffs on your folks

Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental

And raisin' a thug nation, we influential

I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me

Now your baby dun became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigga wanna get at me

I be out in them streets, my thang cocked

'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk

Yeah, my mother ain't made no sucker

Raised in the gutta, I'm a made mothafucka

All I know is get paid mothafucka

All day mothafucka, one way over anotha

And ain't no body no where that can stop me

Call me Cachy, you tennis, I'm hockey

Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky

With black rocky in my pocks you got me

Real tall, I never took a shall unless it was support

I'm stressin' ain't my thought

And I walk these dogs, I'm a soldier

Dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up?

A man of honor comma, good karma

Niggaz wants drama, I got the problem solva

Big ass Cig, that's that shit

Plus the bully that a fully automatic

I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me

Now your baby dun became a G

When I'm out in them streets

The only one that got me is me

I keep my hand upon my heat

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no bitch

So if a nigga wanna get at me

I be out in them streets, my thang cocked

'Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me

Real talk, y la conchetumadree