Keep It Real

Do Or Die

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    {*car starts*}
    Uhh, for the two g's, for the millenium
    Do or die

    [johnny p]
    Oooohhh hooo-ooooh, ain't gon' pay no bills

    Chorus: johnny p + do or die

    Police - can't see me ballin
    Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey
    And I - can never pay your bills
    Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
    I got my key on the passenger side
    So ain't no scrub in me, me, me
    Police - can't see me ballin
    Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey

    [verse one]
    First of all, you can shut it down baby
    Better yet I'm original and not a clown baby
    Get down for wars an' i'm, livin my life under the gun
    And umm, stay calm no harm, I'm alarmin 'em
    And that's the victom of the shorties in my grill
    Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills
    Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture
    See - y'all the ones got me slappin out
    And all my homeboys jappin out
    Crappin out, love that, where my crips and my bloods at?
    Lords at, g's at, feedback, need that
    Niggaz blaze that weed sack
    I'll cop a drop wit that knees fat
    Y'all can't see me, best-ta believe that

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    Chorus

    [verse two]
    This shit hit the back door, by the way
    Why you tryin' to play that mack fo'?
    If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe,
    Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
    Open up let some air through the window
    I could never give my money to a bimbo
    Real players get high off endo
    Make cash like the owners of the timbo
    Chi-town, real player, real true love
    20 inch on the rims, fucker says what?
    Bet the po' to the next thug
    Recognize the queen, you come to me
    But you gotta see, you're a what-what?
    Gotta sign the puh-puh; flip bitch
    Hit the block, i'ma rhyme in the hummer
    Better be on some platnium shit
    Roley bling bling, keep a gat wanna snap it
    Been well known to react quick
    When they see I got a star, they pause and they react quick
    I'm immune to the hot shit, nevertheless
    Shitty-sha(? ? ) just beware of where the hat fit
    Yo pimp where the plastic?
    This pimp, real pimp, it's the pimp like a maverick
    Playerism is a habit
    I'm at the club wit 'um wit crystal, what what

    Chorus

    [verse three]
    Lil' baller be me, can't see me
    Never get her with a tv, cause we be
    In the five-double-oh, posed with the clothes
    (? ? ) dyslexic on the passenger side
    Don't mean that I ain't got the keys to ride
    She's the pie, my, my, my
    We done came to fuck and get gone, pay no bills
    Flex the mind to make the bank to bounce
    Nigga bounce shit like the dirty south
    Watch that shit with a dirty mouth
    Know you ain't mad, ain't splurgin out
    But if ya heard me out, on the passenger side
    Care to bore me with the rest of the guys?
    Spittin blunts, droppin jewels
    Spittin at hoes, that'll be cool

    [johnny p]
    Pay no bills, pay no bills
    Pay no bills, pay no..
    I gotta keep it real, so I can't pay this here
    Why you all up in my grill?
    You can tell me about it, to pay the bill, pay the bill

    Chorus

    [johnny p]
    I got to keep...

    [outro]
    One time, uhh... from the real, do or die c'mon
    A-rock, uhh.. back-pack, jack-of-love
    Uhh uhh, johnny p
    Uh.. down - like - that - what?
    Keep it real baby, 2000, millenium, we gone

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    Composición: D. Smith

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