Is it real how does it feel they wanna know
how does it feel they wanna know
make noise for the real shit
throw it up if you feel this

Is it real how does it feel they wanna know
Wake up in morning put the reefer in my dome
Playing in the pussy with the finger for my chrome
WESTSIDE where I'm coming from LA is my home
Hush don't talk too much
You ain't been around no real Gs barking mutts
I'm filthy with an ill scheme took 3
brother got a pistol for them hater tryna kill me
Rip to the beats that I murder on a constant
Got these little bird suckin dicks for the contents
I'm conscious so I got up in her conscience
Bomb threats when I firing up a concepts
another plane going down
From the underground
Came to the top looked around just a bunch of clowns
Court jesting for the king while I'm burning pounds
Murdering rappers I been working on my body count

It's real how does it feel they wanna know
Every where I go I'm thinking of another flow
In the studio rolling up for the show
Ride for my team
Perform for the hoes
Just vibe with a king baby show me where it goes
Long strokes make her cum then I'm going for the throat
Let me know if you a nasty girl
bus it open
Ahh that's my girl
She take pride
In the way that she ride
Lemme slide thru middle
Then I'm leaving for little
Get the money till it can't fold
In the game I ain't playing man I'm all coach
They know my name in the streets cuz it's all dope
100 percent
if I wasn't on the mic I'd be gunning for rent
EP on the beat so we running the shits
Stachebox with a crown getting money you bitch

Is it real how does it feel you'll never know
Swimming in deep water my product upon a boat
That's overseas living
I'm dope weed shipping
In the party with bang
Lowkey tripping
Got the furnace wit me
Burning sticky in the Benz
And I'm packing Trippy
I let her fuck on all my friends
Cuz they dime a dozen
her man run up with static then I call the cousin
They really thought I wasn't
Affiliated with the natives
Let the money be the reason why the snakes wanna hate it
Baby what's you name I forgot it I stay faded
Tell your friends they can come as long as they getting naked
But I ain't paying shit
You should be happy with taking all this dick
Learn from my Papi
Run it until you rich
Or kill um until they dead and bury um in a ditch shit
Money on my mind and my palms itch .