Shanghai

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I run around with them real niggas

Got real sons, I need a real sitter

When I leave niggas, they get real bitter

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I’mma run around with them real niggas

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

8 mil on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string

Ain’t fucking with you bitch niggas, and that’s real rap but I do sing

Make room when I come by, ain’t speaking, I’m dumb high

Just heard niggas got jokes, it’s a matter of time before one dies

‘Cause them dudes out and them two’s out, all sixes like school’s out

Niggas know when they talk slick that I’m winning fresh, they’ll get chewed out

‘Cause them dudes out and them two’s out, all sixes like school’s out

Niggas know when they talk slick that I’m winning fresh, they’ll get chewed out

Their shit ain’t regular rich, so they end up in a ditch

I’m not a regular bitch, so when niggas see me, they jump on my dick

He not a regular shooter, so when you see me, salute-a

Ain’t got a knife in my hand, but I’m choppin’ it up with some niggas from Cuba

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I run around with them real niggas

Got real sons, I need a real sitter

When I leave niggas, they get real bitter

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I’mma run around with them real niggas

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

Ask Jay who he married, 80 thousand in Paris

Stadiums with Queen B and thoses selfies, got them aggy

These bitches is light-weight, I’m always at fight-weight

Wrist game is on ice skate, ‘cause we move work through that Tri-State

‘Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out

You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd’s out

‘Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out

You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd’s out

All of these bitches in pocket, I’m ‘bout to make a deposit

Tell ‘em to go ‘head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet

Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin’ they dicks up

These niggas don’t make a mix-up, tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up

Tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up, (tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up)

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I run around with them real niggas

Got real sons, I need a real sitter

When I leave niggas, they get real bitter

On a real nigga, I’m a real nigga

I’mma run around with them real niggas

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

Roll upon ya, rull upon ya

When we bang, bye

Pop pills, now we Shanghai

When we bang, bye

Pop pills, now we Shanghai

When we bang, bye

Pop pills, now we Shanghai

Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai

Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai

Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai

Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai

When we bang, bye

Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah

When we bang, bye

Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah