Lil' O

Lil' O - The Real Nigga Rules lyrics

[talking]

See this right here is for boys that really want

Something out of life, you know I'm saying

Boys that' s really trying to get something and

Get somewhere, you feel me

You gotta ask yourself, why am I not having paper

Why am I not rich and, am I living by the rules

Am I applying myself, why does Lil' O keep winning

Because I work harder than you

[Lil' O]

See when it's time to go to work, dog I'm punching the clock

And go to work with the work, know I'm talking about

You can find me on I-10, nigga running my route

On the way to the booth, cause I fronted some out

I'm from the land of the lost, where we handle the South

Don't play god damn it the walk, dismantle your vault

Cause playing in this game, will have you land in a cross

But I'm a Jes', let me hand you the torch, let me show you

How to flip that brick, cook that soft flip that whip

It ain't that hard, just stick to the script

Don't be a sucka, just stick to the licks stay on note

And stay focused, soon enough you'll be flipping a six

Let me maximize your game, to make your losses minimal

Cause the moves that I make, make me a five star general

Listen up, cause the message subliminal, wanna come up

In this game, pay attention cause these are the principles

[Hook]

1, peep game if you snooze you lose

2, stay on your grind nigga pay your dues

3, broke or rich which one you choose

If it's rich, peep the real nigga rules

4, stay or leave stop running your mouth

5, everybody can't come to the house

6, never make a trash bitch your spouse

That set you up, know I'm talking about

Peep the real nigga rules

[Lil' O]

I'll show you how to break bread, and shake FED's

Ball till you fall, live it up eat good and stay fed

But first thing, the block must stay bled

But if you get caught with a rock or a block, don't say shit

Cause snitching ain't tolerated, you'd be surprised

How many boys you thought was real, done cooperated

But it's iight, when you hear he got shot

Don't cry or shed a tear, man he got what he got

You gotta keep niggaz out of your spot, out of your mix

Out of all your traps, how you getting your chips

Because friends is killing friends, it's ridiculous

But this is blood money baby, it's the business bitch

You out of time your partna all in your house, all in your stash

Your gal to you a slut, he be fucking her ass

She call your phone yelling crying, talking that trash

Saying some niggaz just kicked in your do', and took all of your cash

Ain't that a bitch

[Hook]

[Lil' O]

First off this ain't no rap verse, I'm telling you

Playa this is game, I'm giving you

I use to have hoes named Pam, Keisha, Cocoa, Olivia, strap so

Much work to they thighs, to the state they pussy smell like Bolivia

Homie, the real G's know me

I slung weight, on the streets of Braeswood

Wolfare and Clubkrey, so dog I really know this shit

It's not like I seen my partna do it, then I went and wrote this shit

And motherfucker, you can quote that shit, what you know

About counting forty thou', watch me smoke the shit

But don't get mad you can do it too, listen to the words

Of the real, let it hit your soul and influence you

Cause if you in the game, you might as well get your change

Don't be out here, hustling for a piece and chain

Real niggaz know the mask, put it up

And try to find another way, up out the game

[Hook]

[talking]

I wanna dedicate this to all the niggaz out on the block

All the niggaz out with a mouth full of motherfucking rocks

All over the world, I love y'all niggaz man

When y'all feel like no one love you, you know Lil' O love you mayn

I want y'all niggaz to get your change out here mayn, you know

Cause you in the belly of the beast, gon ahead

And get it and find a way out mayn

This ain't fly shit, I'm just rapping to you

You live and apply yourself to these rules, you watch how fast

You come up, you watch how things start going your way

You know I'm saying, this ain't just something I put together

Cause I thought it sounded good, this is really some

Rules you can apply to your real life

And make you some motherfucking paper

Ya'll niggaz stay down

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