[Hook] x2

I’m too real

I’m from the gang, even mama slide

I’m too real

In county right by my mama side

I’m too real

Where pops talking bout a homicide

I’m too real

You was in my hood looking traumatized

[Verse 1]

Bang the turf that don’t surprise us

But I bang it in my hood let the 9 bust

Put him in a bag if he tries us

It ain’t where you from it’s where you windup

Compton foo, got em scared of the murder rate

That’s why the little homies ain’t scared of a burner case

They at the mall picking purses

You see me there I got a purse to break

You’s a goddamn liar saying my shit don’t slap better

These weirdo rappers thinking they rap better

On the muthafucking gang, I don’t think of that ever

I’m thinking bout a thick bitch, real bag getter

She get sent to ? her feet

Can’t fuck with no half-steppers

Who’s the freshest lil ese out the trenches with the henchmen?

Real mob ties, you foos are just extensions

That new shit, that cool shit

Compton water fill a pool with

I’m too sick, I move with gangsters that don’t bullshit

Boom, they disappear on some poof shit

Do black magic when I pull up with a broom stick

To keep it real with you ese I don’t fuck with none of y’all

Crying to the big homies I just get the gun involved

Solid lil homie to cut downs made me

Waah-waah-waah lil bitch I’m from babies

[Hook] x2

I’m too real

I’m from the gang, even mama slide

I’m too real

In county right by my mama side

I’m too real

Where pops talking bout a homicide

I’m too real

You was in my hood looking traumatized

[Verse 2]

I’m from south side tres gang Compton

I’m getting money just to talk, now that’s a prophet

He ain’t got the say, why he talking

Was getting money out in Vegas till then suckas started hating

But you know a real hitter blam’d at every situation

High speed chases, I flee the destinations

Evoke my 5th amendment, impede investigations

Attempted murder charges, I’m free cause I ain’t say shit

On a mission off of purp while I’m spinning in a vert

No shirt gold chain when I’m dipping in the dirt

I just rep the section, let the pistol ring

Then I left a message, one phone call

Get em disconnect

Coolin’ with the goonies, got toolies that’s from the movies

Try to move me and I’m shootin’

Foos be moving like they looney

Who you fooling? You’s a goofy

New phone new clothes listen baby I’m on

R.I.P. in front your name if I tell them hittas go

Born a BG I’m a die as a loc

I was trying to make the hood feel as hectic as home

If they ain’t born a BG run up on me get smoked

I was trying to make the hood feel as hectic as home

[Hook] x2

I’m too real

I’m from the gang, even mama slide

I’m too real

In county right by my mama side

I’m too real

Where pops talking bout a homicide

I’m too real

You was in my hood looking traumatized

[Outro]

Big dope said you don’t gotta agree

I’m a still chuck a 3, I’m a still chuck a 3

Lil bear said you don’t gotta agree

I’m a still chuck a 3, I’m a still chuck a 3

Big saint said you don’t gotta agree

I’m a still chuck a 3, I’m a still chuck a 3