JAY-Z — Real Niggaz

[Chorus: Jay-Z] Real niggas do real things Hanging with the honeys is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Bustin' my toast off the roof, drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring Real niggas do real things, check [Verse 1: Jay-Z] We started out makin', small time bacon Two little niggas bakin', talkin' 'bout whippin' cakes Get clothin' and big cheddar, hopin it gets better We had no knowledge of this shit we just was with whatever In front of your building clockin', thought I was makin' a killin' Right in front of your children, eight-ball in my side pocket They was corrupt too, disrespectin' the fiends I used to Look up to, take it or leave it, fuck you In different parts of the planet, Oakland to New York I'm hollerin' Lifetimes, he hollerin' Life's Too $hort Parallel lives and jew-els held high The Range or the rove, get exchanged, for your soul You know how the game goes, slang to get cheese And speak in Chinese, everybody gains the same dough Get your shit scarred fuckin' with my sick squad From Marcy, to the Bay y'all, we get large, bee-eeyee-otch [Chorus: Jay-Z] On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Hangin' with the honies is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Bustin' my toast off the roof, drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring Real niggas do real things [Verse 2: Too $hort] So now you own a record label, I got one too We on a roll now, can't nobody stop our crew You can treat us like convicts, you know we got records On the shelf and on the charts the double decker The fat donkey house down the block, belongs to me You criticize the way I walk, you wanna see my bankbook? I'm not a crook, I flipped the script and changed my ways So I can get paid, everyday I see the same old shit, I see in the streets I know you think I'm sellin' keys but I only sell beats Dopefiend music, it's drug related You can buy it on the corner, get a radio and play it It always sounds better when you turn it up loud Rap music let these motherfuckers know what we about I know these gay ass record labels keep fuckin' niggas It's just like in the streets mane, how much you get? [Chorus: Jay-Z] On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Hangin' with the honies is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Bustin' my toast off the roof, drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring Real niggas do real things [Verse 3: Too $hort (Jay-Z)] That's right, I been a hustler for a long time Always got the right beats, never sayin' wrong rhymes I started off with nothin' ended up with everything Now we sip Hennessy in first class on every plane Ask Jay-Z, he know what I'm sayin' Always see me at the bank and yes I'm goin' again There ain't no dollar amount, that can make me happy Fine women, a big house, a truck and a Caddy (that's right) [Verse 4: Jay-Z] Now peep, how sweet, niggas lives can get Put beef aside, the East and Westside connect $hort Dawg, and Jigga with the, fo'-fo' flow I got love for y'all motherfuckers y'all just don't know I know y'all got a thing for them rag six-fo's I like the five speed drops pop the clutch then go If you're ballin', keep ballin', if you jealous, stop I want Biggie to rest in peace, as well as 'Pac How real is that? [Chorus: Jay-Z] On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Hangin' with the honies is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Bustin' my toast off the roof, drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring Real niggas do real things, check [Outro: Too $hort & Jay-Z] Beyotch! $hort Dawg's in the house Jigga Much love $hort Dawg, get your money mane All the way from the West coast Uhh, how real is that