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Shit Done Got Real Ft Busta Rhymes YelaWolf (Prod by The Renegades)

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The Renegades Street Runners, bitch Motherfuck this industry, God bless my enemies Too many lame niggas tryna speak so they find a beat It don't bother me, but um, any nigga can't rap Get 'em out ASAP, talkin' 'bout they trappin' again Hopped in the booth, I been the truth Got proof, guess who was the popular kid? That's me in the drop-top with the Glock out Pop shots in the back of your head Aimin' at your esophagus, your kind don't survive in the lead See I'm so pissed off to the little, I can flow with the riddle And her ass cheek jingle, huh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in her, what Damn, I can't call up a nigga Bust that real fast for all of my niggas Got her man wet, fuck that nigga I'm good anywhere like a SunPass to her, huh Goddamn, my flow so amazin' Ask Renegades, they can quote that statement Your bitch wanna have my baby Nigga, fuck you pay me Okay it's money over them bitches Cough, goat, and them snitches Talkin' out of your ass You gon' need a little more than them stitches, boy Shit done got real, shit done got real Shit done got real, shit done got real Any given day you could be victimized Just pray and hope one day you see them heaven skies Shit done got real, shit done got real Shit done got real, shit done got real I don't really think you niggas get it I'ma decorate your face kinda like an upholstery, nigga It's gettin' kinda real up in this muh'fucker I don't really think you really even should approach me, nigga Lay down muh'fucker, you ain't heard what I said Why you tryna play me closely, nigga? And now you wanna talk I'm already 'bout to die while you stranglin' And really tryna choke me, nigga Chill a nigga down and cut a nigga 'Til you see the white meat but I don't really eat poultry, nigga Fuck it, it don't matter anyway 'Cause you know you 'bout to lay up in a box kinda cozy, nigga Look, it be gettin' kinda bad from the tummy When a dude be actin' like he know me, nigga And then I have to let it go, a couple friendly reminders 'Til they get to sinkin' in your meat slowly, nigga Yeah, get a nigga for this shit Make a nigga strip down, bare, yogi, nigga I know it's unbelievable, well, bitch, you better believe it It's the one and only, nigga Beat him like the boy owe me, nigga If you watch, hope you like the ceremony, nigga And when I'm finished with him, then I go and get his little bitch Just to sit and let her blow me, nigga I wanna cry for you friend Why you tryna front when you got so much to lose? The problem is that I'm the one to show you the truth They talk about you when a nigga get in the booth You niggas better know the deal when I come through Better learn or you're gonna feel And the way this shit is lookin' Shit done got real, shit done got real Okay it's money over them bitches Cough, goat, and them snitches Talkin' out of your ass You gon' need a little more than them stitches, boy Shit done got real, shit done got real Shit done got real, shit done got real Any given day you could be victimized Just pray and hope one day you see them heaven skies Shit done got real, Yela got a deal Shit done got real, Yela got a deal Hold up, wait a minute Did you say my name and offer me to Drive up in this motherfucker, park it like a Buick Regal? You in need of usin' needles Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope Well let me swerve in like a syringe to the veins of the game With another unique quote You need a boat, you have done got deep I'm so dirty, you need the soap You need the hope and a wish Ain't nothin' like the real thing, bitch, say you need a coat White bread, white bread, you need a loaf Spread butter on it, dead my opponents with the lead Yeah I'm goin', where am I goin'? Could it be that Eminem only knows? When I synonym chops with a syllable, I'm incomparable It's kinda like I'm on a roller coaster with a Motorola Talkin' to the world in a barrel roll Hella cold, flow done put my family in better clothes Extra vegetables on a plate, and a steak right next to those I gotta get it buddy And if it's dirty and wet, I'll get it muddy Fuck clean kicks, I done walked through green shit And I did it public, so when I wipe my shoes on Hip-hop's welcome mat and I leave a stain Payback's a bitch, that's my way of sayin' keep the change Okay it's money over them bitches Cough, goat, and them snitches Talkin' out of your ass You gon' need a little more than them stitches, boy Shit done got real, shit done got real Shit done got real, shit done got real Any given day you could be victimized Just pray and hope one day you see them heaven skies Shit done got real, shit done got real Shit done got real, shit done got real