(*talking*)
Ahh yeah n***as, yeah uh-huh, uh
We bout to get it ooh, we bout to get it off the chain
N***a, real n***as real bitches come on

[B.G.]
You know Gizzle on fire, the hottest around
I layed low a minute, n***as try to count me out
Thought I was through cooked, just gone with the wind
Thought you could stick a fork in me, better think again
Man I'm here to stay, n***a I'm built to last
Chopper City in this bitch, there's no realer than that
Now where my killas at, my drug dealas at
I mean my motherfucking, get it how you livers at
Now where my bitches at, my street bitches at
My lap dancing, drop it like it's hot bitches at
You know I'm loving them, ooh when I'm fucking them
I get all up in them, bust a nut all up in them
N***as are kissing them, I shake my head at them
They just don't know, I done shot all kind of lead in them
Yeah give me them grits, I put this butter in em
Stir em up, that yellow color in em

[Hook - 2x]
I got real n***as real bitches, fucking with me
I got real n***as real bitches, fucking with me
I got real n***as real bitches, fucking with me
If you fake n***a, I don't need you fucking with me
[B.G.]
I'm from New Orleans, home of the Mag, Memph and Callio
You know we bout it n***a, we the murder capital
Fo' hundred 21, that was in '94
It's 2003, to that number we added bout fifty mo'
See bout eleven of em, I done done it myself
There's one left in a dozen mo', I got under my belt
I tote them handguns, but I love them K's and shit
Them rifles with drums n***a, and banana clips
I'm off the block n***a, and it's flooded with thugs
It's hot with them people, and believe infested with drugs
Dope, coke and weed, extasy MV's
We got it all n***a, whatever you want or think you need
I'm a young dog, n***a I stand tall
My back against the wall, I'ma ball till I fall
N***a keep it real, that's a street law
And never tell what you heard, or what you seen or saw

[Hook - 2x]

[B.G.]
I got real n***as real bitches, thugging with me
I got real n***as real bitches, thugging with me
I got real n***as real bitches, thugging with me
If you fake n***a, I don't need you thugging with me
I got real n***as real bitches, running with me
I got real n***as real bitches, running with me
I got real n***as real bitches, running with me
If you fake n***a, I don't want you running with me

Come on uh, I don't want you fucking with me
N***a, I don't want you running with me
N***a, I don't want you thugging with me
Huh, you can't be bucking with me

Now I'm a real n***a, I fuck with real n***as
I deal with real n***as, only the real n***as
I fuck with real bitches, I deal with real bitches
Huh-huh, only real bitches

(*talking*)
Yeah, Chopper City n***a, wide O n***a
Chopper City n***a, huh, we leave you
We'll leave you wide open n***a
So fuck everybody ha, n***a
Throw your hands up, throw your sets up
Throw your hood up, n***a throw your block up
Throw your side up, n***a throw your side up
Throw your iron up, n***a throw your nine up n***a
Throw your ki's up, n***a uh, huh, hold your blunts up n***a
What yeah, ah yeah, I'm loving this n***a ha
You gotta be loving this n***a, uh
B. Gizzle, G'd up and soldier down what
B. Gizzle n***a, you know I'ma hold it down
B. Gizzle n***a, G'd up and soldier down
Huh, n***a