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freddie foxxx - r.n.s. (real nigga shit) كلمات الأغنية

[scratches by dj premier]
“it’s time for this real n-gg- sh-t..”
“b-mpy knucks..”
“ha, hah-hah”
“n-gg-z can’t see i..”
“fr-fre-fre, freddie foxxx with the twin millis” -> o.c.
“ha, hah-hah”
“bu-bu, buh-bu, bu, b-mpy knucks..”
“n-gg-s can’t see i..”
“it’s time for this real n-gg- sh-t..”

[freddie foxxx]
when i was small i made pause tapes for “super sperm”
rappin in high school, drinkin forties, smokin sherm
listen to cold crush and grandmaster caz spittin
gettin somethin in that n-gg-z ain’t now gettin; feel me
remember everybody wanted to be “peace, god, divine”
real n-gg-z kept they attributes, right through ’99
peace to the god taheem, watching over me
white chariots and horses, get me over rough courses
while i silence those voices that doubted my ability
to rip, through these young -ss n-gg-z
when i walk into the lyricist lounge, lyricists lounge
cause n-gg-z know that b-mpy knucks’ll tear this m-th- down
cause the rawest most illest sh-t, make up my sound
that’s why i stay gettin money, like them n-gg-z uptown
i’m in your face – n-gg- wh-ssup now
f-ck all that peacemakin bullsh-t
i heard you spit you like to pull sh-t
that’s all bullsh-t, you keep your nine on some full sh-t
you say you bust it, that’s bullsh-t!
you know the illest mc that ever did it
the rawest n-gg- that ever chewed up rhymes and spit it
in the new millenium cities, watch what i do
i’m bout to save hip-hop like ghost did the wu

chorus: freddie foxxx (repeat 2x)

for the dj’s, the rappers, the writers, the breakers
the movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers
what’s stronger than hip-hop n-gg-z they can’t take us
if we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers

[freddie foxxx]
i’m proud to be a black man in my existence, so f-ck the klan
i ain’t blinded by your jewels and your million dollar checks
i’m always ready for whatever’s next
my road in life ain’t easy cause i’m complex
you know the real, n-gg- turnin these fake hard n-gg-z to gr-sshoppers
cause f’real here comes the realest, when i c-ck the manstoppers
i remember talkin to big poppa; he said “foxxx, you the illest,”
(uhh) i make the realest n-gg- feel it
got a little mob of n-gg-z i send to rob n-gg-z
take all that fly jewelry, and give it to my moms
i keep the industry up in arms like zack la roche
cause they hate to see me comin, with this too black approach
through the hardest time in hip-hop, i stayed afloat
so let me give the media some fly sh-t to quote
i’ma always be a n-gg-, lookin through your eyes
so nothin that you do to me should come as no surprise
i continue bein raw dog, puttin in work
i drown a b-tch and get away, like my name was captain kirk
motherf-ckers wanna hear it raw, b-mpy make it hurt
step on stage, rip the whole sh-t down and merc’

chorus

[freddie foxxx]
what f-cked you up is that i’m so nice and don’t rehe-rs-
on any record i’m the king of the third verse
it’s +strictly business+, if it’s +personal+ i let you know
i hold your heart until the lord tell me let you go
don’t need advice from no corny -ss a&r that never filled a milk crate
with breakbeats, i keep it raw n-gg- straight street
to my comrades in l.a, l.a., l.a.
i still got the bulletproof – pelle, pelle, pelle
keep the music underground as i reiterate twice
tell n-gg-z to they face, i thought you wasn’t nice
kick my -ss? nah, not likely; out mic me?
not likely, stay on the sidelines like spike lee
n-gg-s know b-mpy like to flow all out
microphone, gun in hands n-gg-, go all out
no exceptions to females i ride ’em giddyup
how bad i wanna f-ck brat, since she pushed them t-tties up
it’s the underground sound that designs the street
freddie foxxx designed the rhyme, premier designed the beat

chorus

[scratches by dj premier]
“b-mpy knucks..”
“n-gg-z can’t see i..”
“fr-fre-fre, freddie foxxx with the twin millis” -> o.c.
“bu-bu, buh-bu, bu, b-mpy knucks..”
“it’s time for this real n-gg- sh-t..”

- freddie foxxx

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