Above the Law — Return Of The Real Shit

[Prelude] Any man Any man here who has something to say You gonna get a chance to say it We got people here they gonna listen to you And they are gonna take your demands All the way up the line Yeahh Sit, sit, sit down, sit Now you the niggas now You white boys gonna find out what it feel like To have the complexion for the connection Only this time shit be flying in the right direction I'd smoke your ass right now For while we negotiating Sit down We need your ass Bullshit The department doesn't negotiate That is policy [Intro] [KM.G] Return of the real shit [Cold 187um] Uh Mic motherfucking check 1, uh Mic motherfucking check 2, uh Mic motherfucking check 1, uh Mic motherfucking check 2, yeah Mic motherfucking check 1, uh Mic motherfucking check 2, uh Mic motherfucking check 1, check 1, check 2 [Verse 1: Cold 187um] Now, I'm the type a nigga sportin' dark locs I'm the type a nigga that was raised around poor folks Who didn't even really have a thing Just kickin' back eating fried chicken and collard greens From a time where every nigga was trippin' Cause either you was blooodin' Or either you was crippin' What's up there over the rainbow Every nigga wants a rag-top '64 With 4 dumps in the truck 12 batteries With the monster humps, uh Turn it up it's like voodoo And this the type of shit you do a drive by to, uh It's time to go straight for the grill Cause too many motherfuckers tryna trip cause of being real I'm sippin', I'm tipsy I'm certain to blast So they can take their fucking comic/comet? And shove it up they fucking ass I got an afro for you fucking skinheads Come in my way, uh Ya better holla mayday, uh Cause I'm a motherfucking real nigga, uh So fuck Adolf Hitler And your motherfucking swastika I'm not muslim or a black brother Just a crazy ass nigga that'll kill you ass like cancer I got a question I wanna ask you Have you ever sold dope cause you had to [KM.G:] No Or ever watched a junkie shoot up in ya alley Or ever watched Sally get pimped by her real daddy I did I told the cop I don't But ya'll think [?] cause you watch [?] on HBO It's like a sucka yo, ya know ya holding And Mr. Rodgers in my neighborhood is a fucking pervert Silly serving candy to the kids man He doing 20 with a kick stand/ kid stan So return of the motherfucking real shit While you other motherfuckers play the bitch [Chorus] So... If you come my way I'm gonna have to spray [Verse 2: KM.G] See in 9-flow All we wear is Levi's Floss a thick white t-shirt Hustlers put in work Flame on I'm thinking about a motherfucking come up move Pimp hustlers with that ga-ga-gangster groove Nigga can you fake When I tell you that the click is mobbin' Claiming shermite?? Ready for a gun fight Bam there it is Put that on my kids Niggas don't give a fuck, they don't give a fuck So now I'm kinda rowdy And all the niggas that was down I say howdy Cause you on a list to get tested, soundboy Take ya last breath Then I empty two Then I took ya little stallion to my homie K-Oss know the real All my ho niggas know me I'm a real G O.G, O.G Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante I think I share it with my crew Coco know's some ho's "and the hills of malibu" I would love to but I gotta make some ends I see you round Who come with you and 8 for the low down So am G'ing Cooling like am ski'ing Pimp clinic gang Rider don't flame? Unit up Rolling with the heater Hoping shit get much deeper [Chorus] So... If you come my way am gonna have to spray