[Intro]

(You are now listening to Young Chencs)

[Chorus]

Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)

Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't run it up

Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)

It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)

It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)

I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real

[Verse 1]

Stories got twisted, people got braver

Opps got airlifted

I can tell you 'bout the trench life cah I lived it

I can tell you times that I risked it for less than a biscuit

Rollin' with two live, one's in my leg's whip

Gave away that broken scoop 'cause I couldn't fix it

Gifted with my blade, now they told me that I'm gifted

Why you think I'm wanted ASAP? We run the district

Pattern up my teeth, now I smile in all my pics

She didn't get to fuck me, now she's lyin' on my dick

Really, I'm the catch, I can never be the chick

They love you when you're broke, they start to hate you when you're rich

There's fryin' on my strip, had it fryin' on a strip

Now they told me that I'm famous so they wanna take a pic

Real shit, every blocker than I'm beefin' with got hit

You can ask about my team, GBG, that's my pick

[Chorus]

Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)

Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't run it up

Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)

It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)

It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)

I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real

[Verse 2]

How does that feel?

I can't fuck with him again 'cause he a rat still

I was posted on that hill like I was Jack Jill

Now the labels wanna offer me a fat bill

We was doin' while some other niggas sat still

Karma came around and hit you, how does that feel?

Bill up, fathead, and listen to this real shit

I know the haters probably tell you that it's cap still

Younger days, I was way more reckless

Now I'm more smart, I got way more tikkas

I was fourteen when they heard 'bout my ting

You was in your twenties still tryna get accepted

Kilo knot on necklace, swagger so infectious

Flip a big tetris, dig it when I sheft 'em

Stick it like I'm Louis, he got whacked and then we left him

Lost a lot of real niggas, R.I.P., they restin', uh

[Chorus]

Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)

Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)

Tell them little niggas you don't run it up

Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)

It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)

It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)

I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real