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real niggaz - dj zirk & tha 2 thick family lyrics

[chorus: dj zirk & primo]
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high

[verse 1: dj zirk]
you can’t feel me, you can’t k!ll me
recognize when you hear me, it’s kinda windy
now look between my eyes, it’s do or die
ain’t no love where i’m from, make these b*tch n*ggas cry
now check mе out, my d*ck is just too thick
now take me out, n*ggas feel me, b*tch
in mеmphis, tennessee, where the real n*ggas roll
circulatin’ through your grave, feel the pain i’m ’bout to stall

[verse 2: ?]
well it’s the [?] ass n*gga and [?] cool how i be
lettin’ them b*tches know, i’m comin’ from the [?]
keepin’ them on the real, never flauge like them busters
bet’ not test no nuts, no we some bad motherf*ckers
so [?] this, why don’t you bring it to my [?]
[?] because [?]
’cause i got [?], stay high till i die
[?], i’m ’bout to die
i got you scared, because i do what i do
quick to cap a n*gga with that murder weapon, fool
big baby, i know you hate me, but that’s alright
’cause i’m that type of n*gga that forever gon’ stay high
[chorus: dj zirk & primo]
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high

[verse 3: don trigga]
real n*ggas don’t die, they multiply
that’s just the way it be, keeps a bag of that weed, to stay high
break [?] about this dope sh*t, step up and get your wig split
no love for you suckers, ’cause i ride with south park clique
too gangster sh*t, [?] down, dirty b*tch [?]
nine c*cked, with the 18 shot, aimin’ straight at your chest
they call me trigga, the [?] n*gga, comin’ at your ass
with a truck full of artillery, and under the seat the ski mask
ready to take some sh*t, blast a b*tch, it’s no remorse
when you f*cked up, trick buster, to pump up your nuts up
’cause it’s on, i thought you knew, that real n*ggas show no shame
and busters caught slippin’, peels are tamed

[verse 4: ?]
can i [?] what i feel?
yes you can, i’m mister get the gangster [?] understand
the mind of minolta, snap like polaroid
[?] teach the dope game, when he out and flauge
you like the weird sound, can’t imagine what’s gon’ happen next
i got these [?] like a pimp, what you lappin’ it
you know the [?], [?] six*fifteen, ride
[?] b*tches [?]
i picture pain, a perfect image of a shady green player
all my n*ggas in the hood pushin’ hail
[?] stay alive, if you false, godd*mn it
i got [?] try to diss me, [?]
[chorus: dj zirk & primo]
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high

[verse 5: ?]
see you’s a broke buster ass n*ggas
ridin’ on my nuts, as i squeeze on this trigger
ballin’ trough the hood, buster tell me what that sounds like
ain’t your dears, your mommy sheddin’ tears n*gga and also checkin’ your [?]
this sh*t that you bumpin’ to is funky like a cup of caine
don’t get caught slippin’, ’cause you ridin’ the ambulance
blessed with n*ggas on [?]
we make big bangs and also stay high, n*gga
so frag out, as i hit that gat with the godd*mn treasure
we just some black men, want a [?], you know i got something hot
d, come and ride with me
[?] gangsters and the [?]

[verse 6: ?]
now when i hit this track and river, now [?] be no slipper
easily proceedin’ with them [?]
[?] catch ya
you see them bombs comin’, droppin’ [?] on them treasures
with this money, it ain’t funny, [?] drama for them dummies
crank me for that bank, i’m stangin’ till that f*ckin’ job is done
and wonderin’ why, so much in it
to keep me crunk, so i can stay above those
who be crossin’ with them b*tch [?]
now f*ck them hoes, [?], [?] betrayed me with them blunts
but [?], ’cause you force me to gon’ catch one
and then this one, i rather dealin’, cap my peels and kick my [?]
smoke one, this sh*t is just too thick and you ain’t gonna win it
[chorus: dj zirk & primo]
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high
real n*ggas don’t die, real n*ggas stay high

- dj zirk tha 2 thick family lyrics

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