Shit Real - Jay Rock, Tee Grizzley

Eastside, BH dub, you know about us

Get shot, or get robbed, we get dollaz

Brick of blow, flip an O, hardly sniff it though

2 for 5 on a Friday, give and go

Bitch niggas wanna come and get a taste

They don’t get it 'til they catch a red bottom to the face

(To the face)

No case, young nigga shootin' shit

Outta Delta '88 with the temporary plates

Foreign cars but we dog 'em like Buicks

Get to it, no talking, just do it

With no swoosh, just killers off that kush

Me and Grizzley on the track, we’re both from the black book

All dirt, numbers scratched off that pistol

Selling crack vials out ya' momma back window

Momma talking loud 'bout the shit that he into

She ain’t gotta ask every month, what that rent do

You ain’t know it real niggas don’t sit still

If you knew a nigga’s story you would get chills

If you knew some of them secrets you would get killed

You ain’t knowing shit real, nigga shit chill, shit chill

You ain’t knowing shit real, nigga shit chill, shit chill

You ain’t knowing shit real nigga

Say you wanna get rich, no matter the risk

No matter how far the trip, okay (Okay let’s get it)

Say you just wanna be on, you want the Rollie froze

You would never break the code, okay nigga

In Campanella, tell these niggas I’m at home there

(That's the crib nigga)

Blood, tell these niggas I’m at home there

(That's the motherfucking crib nigga)

Only Joy Road nigga that’s good everywhere

One nigga, 2 stretch, bitch I double dare (Brrah)

Money on the counter, chops on the floor

Besides the holy spirit, I ain’t worried 'bout a soul

These niggas got a lot of mouth, ain’t got no money though

(No money though)

And tell these niggas we can beef but don’t get bloody though (It's gon' get

bloddy)

90 days ago I was just in prison, I got out with a vision and now I’m with Jay

Rock and Kendrick (Ain't it a blessing)

Out in Cali tapping in with the realest

When really I wasn’t supposed to see the end of my sentence

You ain’t know it real niggas don’t sit still

If you knew a nigga’s story you would get chills

If you knew some of them secrets you would get killed

You ain’t knowing shit real, nigga shit chill, shit chill

You ain’t knowing shit real, nigga shit chill, shit chill

You ain’t knowing shit real nigga