(*Helicopter propeller*)

(Whisper getting louder)
Real n***a
Real n***a
Real n***a
Real n***a

(C-Murder)
Real motherfuckin n***a

(C-Murder - in background)
From the motherfucking Deadly Sounds
On to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking Pound
N***a I walk with a real motherfuckin dirty gun
With a motherfucking round
Bitch!

Chorus (2x):
Real n***as and we ride on them bustas
We some real n***as scream fuck them motherfuckers

(C-Murder)
I smoke weed, when my mind gone, I ain't tripping
Bullets flipping, young n***a bout that hollow tippin'
Fliping Ki's on the block, where them G's at
Got them hoes sucking my dick till they knees crack
Drop top 6 all black with the black tints
I got them n***as pushing crack like a Mack 10
A dollar short and I'm coming
Bout to have these fools running
Hundred rounds humming, bout to break em off something
Call my cousin Rock on the Mobile phone, he at home
Magnolia projects, straight from Clebourne
In the city, where the shitty n***as quick to give you
A ticket to the morgue (n***a) after they kill you
Fuck the penn, cause if I go again, I'm a rider
You never catch me slipping, I got my heater right beside, uh
Running from the cops, cause the law, I don't trust ya
I'm a real n***a and I ride on them bustas, I'm a
Chorus (2x)

(Magic)
What Shit!!! I sick and I'm tired of all the fakers
N***as be talking about they gonna keep it real
N***a give me the strap and get in the back
This shits is about to get real!!! (Ch Ch Chh)
I came here a head-buster, a dome-crusher
They founded out I can rap and they told me put down the strap ands
Now I'm getting paper screaming 9th WARD
I real in this shit, I took it in blood its tatted on my arm
So now when I ride I take the nine with (nine with me)
It don't take less than 2.5 to get me (Ha ha ha)
I'm with C, I'm with Serv, and we smoking on some herb
Contiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerve
Who gone ride with me (my n***as)
Who gone die with me (my n***as)
Who gone bust at these cowards with me
Who gone ride with me (my n***as), I'm a

Chorus (2x)

(Mr. Serv On)
Now Ke'Noe religious ass lay this fire ass motherfucking track
Oughta spare ride on you motherfuckers (ride)
But I got a little something to take to these motherfuckers
You them n***as them bullet suckers (bitch ass)
You know them n***as that say they ain't scared to die
But they'll take a bullet? (Come On, You Scared)
Well C and Magic, give me a pistol with a happy trigger
I got ready to get home and sound some loot
I'mma pull it, just to think
I got this motherfucking tank by signing a contract (Hell No)
Bitch you better get your motherfucking mind right
Ask Me how the fuck I act!
I was riding on n***as block
When you n***as was still running from the cops (bitch ass)
I done made a little motherfucking money
So you think that shit gonna really make me stop
(shit, never n***a never)
I got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherfucking bleed
(Come on T.R.U.!)
So every drop that hit the ground n***a
For every round in the tank n***a you know I believe (believe)
I done got bad on this motherfucking microphone (Hell Yeah!)
But if C call me n***a and take one of you n***as home
Fuck, ride n***a, ha what (Lets Roll!)
We some
Chorus (4x)

Fuck all them motherfucking bitch ass
Punk ass, playa hating pussy (Fuckin Right N***a Ya Heard Me!)
Motherfuckers out there talking shit
Cause when I run up on you motherfuckers
You bound to get your motherfucking wig split (bloom, bloom)
Ol' soft ass, cheesy, funky, dirty
Ol' shoe wearing dirty motherfucking poot
Stain draws bitch ass, yellow belly motherFUCKERS, BIATCH!
(Ride On Dem Bustaz)
That means you bitch
(Screamin Fuck Dem Motherfuckers)
3rd ward, 9th ward n***a
No Limit, cause I'm in it
N***a Ke'Noe, again on the motherfucking beat-o!
Deadly sounds n***a incognito!
Bitch!