| Lyrics: | Intro:
Y'all niggas hurry up. Go in there, buck them niggas and get the fuck
out,
don't be playin, dogg playin, yahearwhutI'msayin? Kill them niggas and
get
the fuck back so we can stay ballin, we'll be chillin right here
"Eh nigga, I wanna know if
you're ready to do this shit? You ready to
do
this shit or what, motherfucker? And
don't be actin like no pussy when
we
get the fuck out, man"
"Is you down,
nigga?" ---> O-Dog
[Lord Jamar]
Well if you're down say you're down, if you're
scared, say you scared
This is the real, don't fuck around and come unprepared
or
you might lose your life on the mean streets
Middle of the night when the motherfuckin
fiends meet
Hold your grip tight yo, don't let it slip
You gotta keep your tool for
the fools that wanna trip
And if they wanna trip, send em on a vacation
All expenses
paid for a devil's cremation
Can't be no contemplation, cos if he busts first you're gettin
burst,
uhh
Layin on your back, I guess what I'm sayin, black, is that
if you
ain't down then don't fuck around
"Is you down, nigga?" Cos the shit gets thick in my town
This ain't a TV show or a song from the radio
Murder on the streets, yo, is at a high
ratio
So it ain't no time for playin
You takes the 9 and I'ma be sprayin
Now
what the fuck's this look in your eye? You're lookin nervous,
nigga
Earlier tonight
you was all ready to service, nigga
Now your trigger ain't got no itch
You're
attitude switch like a motherfuckin bitch
I can see thru your expression that you're vessin
Feelin crazy pet, lookin like you wanna jet
But now the shit is obvious, you just
can't deal
I gotta find another nigga down for the real, "Is you down, nigga?"
Are
you down for the real?
[Sadat X]
Real lifestyle's where niggas run wild
Day
after day the product line is a mile
A nigga got his eye aimed on what's mines
I
gots ta lay low cos my PO is thorough
He keep checkin every borough cos my address pad is
thick
Niggas be actin wild cos they girl be on my dick
This kid downtown don't like
me, he say he want me dead
He even put up cash and put a price on my head
At first I
can't sweat it but my little man got hit
We had a lotta thrills but now he's buried in the
catskills
Rumour has it, that bein with me's a target
My crew go less and less and I
resort to wearin a vest
Ain't got no type of fans, just me and my mans
We be drawin
up plans that include the use of guns
Try to stay alive so we can spare no use of funds
A month or two blows, a whole year blows
Are we still on our toes as we guzzle all
the Moet?
Two drunken poets as the first shots hit
My man don't duck quick and gets
hit in the chest
I just got nicked cos I had on the vest
Now I'm dashin, cars in the
garage
Run past the Path'. run past the Dodge
Rumble for the keys, made it to my
shit
The AK can spray now niggas is gettin hit, "Is you down, nigga?"
Are you down
for the real?
Chorus:
Are you down for the real, motherfuckers?, "Is you down,
nigga?"
Are you down for the real....? , "Is you down, nigga?"
Now are you down with
the real ass niggas? , "Is you down, nigga?"
Now tell me if you're down for the real? , "Is
you down, nigga?"
*repeat*
"Is you down, nigga?" (x10 |
