Iz Real - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Messy Marv]

Believe all what you see and 50 percent of what you hear on tapes

'Cause half of these rap niggas is fake

Cousin, we bang hard, even behind bars

With C.O.'s and guards, my niggas run the yard

They knockin' Messy Marv, 'cause the dope so clean

415, BGF, Crips, and 14's

I'm a top hat rap cat, you niggas locals

And couldn't recognize the game with bifocals

I'm big shit, operation bi-coastal

And mob loc up when we suppose to (We holla)

Keep a bitch broke, keep a keep a bitch broke

Ain't no jobs for a nigga, we forced to sell dope

And ride all gold with not chrome on one spoke

I hit yo' house party jeweled and bandana'd

I'm from the Cartel, the real Tony Montana's

We put drums and bananas on iz reals

Hood nut niggas thizzin' on E pills

I could see the nigga had bitch in him

So I let the 50 cal blaow get with him

I keep it real, I don't rap about fake shit

It's California, mayne, we draw down and take shit

I keep it real, I don't rap about fake shit

This California, mayne, we draw down and take shit

Hop out the Cougnut, change over, to the Range Rover

Mouth full of diamonds, spitting, like a flame thrower

I ain't sober, I'm ripped, tilted

Had a fifth of Remy, but nigga, I killed it

Damn near spilled it on my Enyce clothes

It's the Cutthoat Committee, punk, we play hoes

20-inch'd up, wood grain, leather

Strap, riding, with an Eagle from the Desert

It's the Mac almighty, Andre Hicks

And ain't a punk rock bitch that I can't get

And nigga, I can't trip off nathan but my scrill

And that iz real like a thizz pill

And I will kill, put one to yo' liver

I'm a pimp nigga taking everything you give her

Flossing while them suckas is starving

Eating crab at Crustaceans with my nigga Messy Marvin