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This is your boy Romey. Chea holla at me, my stuff is all on the real so keep it real with me too ya know. I'm down for whatever, holla at me for collabs.
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,850
Peak in subgenre #3,599
Author
Romey
Uploaded
August 14, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:57
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
strollin around mindin my own business/
pop the trunk turn up the bass, the street be who this is/
cop an album, support the fam/
2006 baby, and im makin my jams/
got the whole crowd lookin/
when i set goals to be crooken/
and leave these other rappers to be shooken/
leave them all to be crooked/
and caught them by the lips sayin i hooked it/
so when the pos come we besta book it/
got the track written on the back/
spittin life, like a stripe/
with the hood, sellin goods/
where these niggas be at/
on the corner street, loaded with gats/
and bump bass louder than any other cats/
we dont stop till the times come up/
actually we dont stop until the sun comes up/
never talk dirty, speak with the mouth/
and dont stop chewin on that gum until the flavor run out/
[Hook]
keep it real on your fitted cap/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
keep it real where your homies at/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
[Verse 2]
come on rep it front to back/
shaktown from your front to back/
and TC labeled on your hat/
rockin timbz with a limb/
got the fire on the hire/
what to do/
still doin dirty with my two guns rule/
playin two on two/
or drop sticks on you/
dont label, cuhz time ticks on you/
and techhas clicks at you/
about time we teach these fools/
now give them a lesson/
and now its time for the session/
so recover for recessions/
nerves feel the tension/
i got pension from day one/
im back to the streets, and im back from the slums/
rides whippin through the corner sprayin with their guns/
northside, reppin it for murdasota/
with the locals of shaktown/
show that respect when u see a homie around/
and remember to always show a homie that chu down/
[Hook]
keep it real on your fitted cap/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
keep it real where your homies at/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
[Verse 3]
jeans saggin, and a grip swaggin/
with a lil taggin, and that colored flaggin/
but see these playas round here never be naggin/
take some to the back, next minute they come out gaggin/
alright let it drop by itself/
when u cop the shelf, u dont ever need help/
around here u run, then u messin with the wrong shouts/
and when them pos be lookin, they hidin u into they own house/
holla when u see me tippin a 5 percent tint/
100 percent win/
minnesota how we ride, and thats the end of the line/
once u out u gettin your fines/
like drippin off shines/
with grippin same kinds/
and bustas lame lies/
with a hundred spoke tire/
got the speed, got the heat/
got the need, got the beat/
shaktown stand up onto your feet/
[Hook]
keep it real on your fitted cap/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
keep it real where your homies at/ (keep it real)
keep it real where your city at/ (where your city at)
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