Yo Gotti - Real Niggas Lyrics

Death before dishonor, homie
That's on everything
(?)

Man, what happened to my real niggas? (Uh, damn, damn)
Man, what happened to the real niggas? (I don't know)
They in the feds, they gone, I put my life in this song
Man, what happened to my real niggas? (Damn)
Homie, just feel my pain, this shit gon' drive me insane
I wrote this here for all my real niggas (damn, damn, true story homie, damn)
Man, what happened to the real niggas?

You a real nigga, what happened homie
Heard you running with the enemy, you tripping homie
You weren't raised like that, that ain't your background
Gettin' a lil' money with niggas, that's how you act now?
Streets a motherf*cker
Not to mention, niggas treat you like my blood brother
But once you cross that line, you gotta stay there
And if you playing both sides, know you got to lay there
Damn, pissed me off, ain't no more playing fair
Hundred bands and guns, that's what I call warfare
Ain't nobody safe, any nigga get it
Don't call my phone, ain't shit to talk about, you know you did this

Man, what happened to my real niggas? (Uh, damn, damn)
Man, what happened to the real niggas? (I don't know)
They in the feds, they gone, I put my life in this song
Man, what happened to my real niggas? (Damn)
Homie, just feel my pain, this shit gon' drive me insane
I wrote this here for all my real niggas (damn, damn, damn)
Man, what happened to the real niggas?

Once upon a time you was a real nigga (you was)
But now you disloyal, you just a field nigga (damn, homie)
What type of nigga your nigga boom with the other side
We don't shake hands with the enemies, we do homicides
It's Ridgecrest Mafia for life, and f*ck the other side
You never see me say a word, you just see gun fire
'Cause gangsters don't talk, and drama don't slide
One thing I hate the most, a nigga playing both sides
Just know you don't slide, get his ass from both sides
Make him scream, oh Lord, like he in church getting baptized
I'm on my f*ck the world, don't really f*ck with me
My young niggas, that's all I got, this other shit ain't nothing to me
Old ass niggas better sit down
Pussy ass niggas better get down
I need 'em all, C.M.G. the motherf*cking squad
Any nigga 'round me best sound hard
Nigga best be squad, down to do their time, to catch a charge
This a family nigga, and you must play your part
Now they say I'm crazy 'cause I go to war with the whole city
But f*ck nigga, I give these hoes the business
And I put that on me, I ain't never give no statement
I ain't never copped no plea
I let money fight my cases, I get money and I go hard
I let haters do the hating
When you pussies ready to face me, I be right here just waiting
Matter fact I'm getting impatient
Sipping on the Hen' getting wasted
I'ma catch a murder one and I can taste it
How you get so far, then go back to the basics
I built Tip, Gucci and Boosie, some of this shit you just can't shake it
Some of this shit, you gotta embrace it
Some of these problems, you gotta erase it
So I kick back and f*ck their bitches 'til I run these niggas crazy, ha
Niggas ain't real anyway
We the G in gangster, you the G in gay, pussy