Lil' O

Lil' O - The Real Nigga Rules lyrics

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[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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