🎵 On the Real // by Screwball

3 ContributorsOn the Real Lyrics [Chorus: Cormega & Havoc] On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit [Havoc] Yo, Infamous Mobb on they job, 41st side originators Smackin' fake players, strugglin' to cop gators Frontin' with ice grill, metal down off the impulse You know the deal, NYC official battlefield Saddle up on death, can't hear your squad is infused to heal Permantly scarred, niggas from here to Hill Non-religous, who with the gods, yes, you know I bill you Their standpoint, keep an open mind, like a dime shorty My rhymes is truth defined Re-route your mind, tainted aspect Yell "timber," you gettin' chopped by my Gore-Tex Dissect, tap ya jab, plus your chicken, we rippin' Shit from NY to North Click, lotto pick Budweiser, make you piss, scared to death On your own self, the Infamous [Chorus: Cormega & Havoc] On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit [Verse 2: KL] Now its verbal abuse, 'cause the mic's in use To y'all sorry excuse, get ya neck put in the noose KL's quick to let loose to make your blood count reduce Over the snare drum, we reproduce like cum Impregnatin' the track to make it fatter than it was Givin' life to ideas, through the verse is what he does [Verse 3: Kyron Jones] We see a close call, about two clicks from my fortress We rollin' squad deep on the Kawasaki horses Queensbridge's got the drop on y'all niggas tryin' to toss us We metaled down, time to show these clowns who the boss is We live for this shit, ain't tryin' to take no losses Accumulatin' too much cream for you to touch Fuckin' welcome to my clutches Wipe the blood up up off my Chucka's From the ruckus, you gone, and your crew still love us Can't call it, I'm in love with this good life shit I'm workin' with jewels, cars, chicken clits, payin' rent Murk presidents, runnin' wild, stackin' in piles Onyx pendants and rubied down shit from The Nile Kamikaze style, tote the antique three pound Yo 'Mega, lets cop this brick and let the Mobb supply the town [Chorus: Cormega & Havoc] On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit [Verse 4: Cormega] Bugatti rims on a Yukon Denali, jewels on my body The type that make the trifest niggas move on somebody When my ices glitter My nine'll fuckin' terminate your ghetto license, nigga I know you heard about my gold chain chokin' me Cocaine provokin' me Boo from Peru with my yayo in her ovary Y'all niggas front, I rule in the hood My sons in the hood, I rock my jewels in the hood Got guns in the hood for makin' moves in the hood If it's on, there's another funeral in the hood You know the deal – test me, get hit directly This little nigga pack big heat, like Joe Pesci Flow deadly, y'all niggas don't impress me My four-four's above the law, police won't arrest me My niggas at the corner stores, hustlin' – go for yours Life's a bitch, and I'ma run up in it raw, nigga [Chorus: Cormega & Havoc] On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit