Realest In The Game - Jadakiss, Young Buck, Sheek Louch

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

As I look around we the realest in the game left

Dope boy really touched the work

I push pounds of purp a nigga been a leader

My auntie running out of dog food she put cocaine in a syringe needle

You ain’t never been to the pen either

You ain’t even came around here to spend either

Nigga ain’t sparing no friend either

Nigga roll with you then leave you

I’m serving my neighbor I’m getting the paper

We all strapped we like a small Al Qaeda

I’m telling my niggas lets get rich fuck this shit we can fall out later

Roll up I got 5 new flavors 12 new gauges and 9 new haters

Gotta watch these bands before this little white man

Try to come and find out who paid us

What you know about the cartel boss looking at you saying

Damn you know what you made us

And you talking about fucking with these rap shit

Nah nigga you must be crazy

36 ounces you must’ve been waiting

I blew up though from what you gave me

I grew up though you know who raised me

Where’s your account you must didn’t save me

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

As I look around we the realest in the game left

Fuck what they be yellin'

Niggas rap about guns and street life, them niggas be tellin'

They don’t know about real

They ain’t never been broke, mob nothin', they ain’t ever been to jail

They don’t know about beef going back and forth

Late night on the block 'til the MAC go off

Nigga just came home and he back up north

Everybody where you from know your block is soft

Hold up

Lemme throw my cup

Let’s toast to them boys, they ain’t ever broke up

And we battled everybody and never choked up

All we do is get money and stay smoked up (Light up some)

I done stuffed my hawk

I poke one of you niggas with that industry talk

We the realest everywhere, not just New York

Been eating worldwide, you see my fork

What you know about me

Street nigga half the shit I can’t IG

Hope the cops can’t ID

Things my son can not see

Let the Trey Pound go

Light up, let the whole pound go

I’m lit, you should see my show

Real nigga just to let ya’ll know

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

As I look around we the realest in the game left

More money, same nigga

Better frame, same picture

Feds is watching, why they ain’t get ya?

They ain’t ya niggas, they ain’t with ya

You don’t see em and they say they missed you

All the bad luck and hate they wished you

You and your homie, different casket

Same pastor, same scripture

I’m in the hood where the drugs is, never that far away from where the plug is

Homemade corn liquor in the tub is

Down bottom to its hot where the bugs is

Object is to rise up above this

Why you think all the real niggas love Kiss?

Cause the 'Gram got people so caught up with likes motherfuckers forgot what

real love is

Check it, right off the back of the big 18 wheelers

As soon as I get it it goes to the dealers

They been fucking with us, I know that they feel us

Ain’t too much to say 'cause they know we the realest

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

Realest niggas in the game left

As I look around we the realest in the game left