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NWA - Текст песни Real Niggas
Ruk: 
 Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
 Verse 1: (Ruk)
 Aiyo, I zone out
 feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
 starin' at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out
 Ki's on the table, black tanktop, long cable
 thoughts of overtakin' the table
 dismantle and disable
 verbal, made fatal, what drug paper do
 straight duct tapin', apin' a few
 takin' Mo' and Henny straight and things loose
 puffin' the fruits, thug in a duece
 flaggin', pants saggin', fuckin' ya goose
 I'm like nothin' to you
 dumpin' the Rug' and your group in a red coog'
 jump in the Isuzu and cruise
 blank tints, bulletproof, red Timb boots
 nigga loose, license plate screamin' "Fuck you"
 drunken days, I wish ya'll knew
 thug dreams, what it means to you
 red seams, triple beams
 40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team
 this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens.
 Chorus (Nas)
 Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny, and Smitty (real niggas)
 Big Felton, Chick, Petey, and Sarge (real niggas)
 Yambo, Bar, Spank, and Will (real niggas)
 some is here, some died in the field (real niggas)
 Richie, Luke, Arkay, Marty, Tahay (real niggas)
 Rico, Black, Party Rob, and Eighty (real niggas)
 Y.G., Nut, Foul One, and Lord (real niggas)
 Blink, Ice, Cliff, Super nice, and Draws (real niggas)
 Verse 2: (Nas)
 Bumpy Johnson style, old timers, crocodile shoes
 pinky rings, big rounders with tools, bossin' wild crews
 slacks, overlaps, applejack hats quarterfield coats
 Cadillacs with white walls and chrome wheel spokes
 they were organized, investin', had a piece of the hood
 they had drugs, bettin' numbers, police understood
 they played the Cotton club, red carpet, hoes on they arm
 plush mink, pimped out gangsta, civil rights wasn't won
 every Christmas they were Santa Claus, Nichson was the Anti-Christ
 bitches asses were bigger then, sniffin' nose candy white
 listenin' to Malcolm speak, talcum powder, shaving cream
 layin' back, barber chair, straight razor clean
 Babies were born, big families started to blossom
 mad people just applied for apartments and got 'em
 used to be rules to this game of hustlers and dealers
 from Tommy guns to MAC Tens it's Q.B.'s newborn killers. 
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 Verse 3: (Ruc)
 96 buildings of children, guns, and bad feelings
 Q.B. see we rep by the Millions
 each block, ten spots, a hundred different villians
 in abundance my dunnettes run this drug dealin'
 stash the jums in hallway cielings
 gangsta paradise, watch the ice, nigga make a killin' 
 in the cut on the steps yo gettin' good neck
 only in the projects, we die with respect
 pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set
 six blocks of real niggas vexed
 assorted irons and vests, stress on they chest
 20 half a G's on Henny, Son, the whole hood is wet
 in memory of...who's next?
 train they set, lend they Teck, earn your check
 nigga, you better rep 
 real niggas come out the projects
 40 to the 41st, Vernon to the 12th. 
 Chorus (Nas)
 Sherm the Worm, High, Papoose (real niggas)
 Black Ed, Killa Black, Wee-Wop (real niggas)
 Body G, Divine, Hot Day (real niggas)
 J.L., Earnie, Q.T. (real niggas)
 Karate Joe, Big Killa, Beefstick (real niggas)
 Lloyd, Floyd, niggas we miss (real niggas)
 Al Womack, Spunk, World, and Fun (real niggas)
 Goodfellas, 40 Busters, Young Guns (real niggas)
 Vernon Posse, Tre Bag, Black Born (real niggas)
 Green Eyes, Small Shan, Duhan (real niggas)
 Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real niggas)
 Herb, Bohound, Crazy (real niggas)
 Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (real niggas)
 Havoc, Prodigy, Mobb Deep (real niggas)
 Killa Kids, Infamous Mobb (real niggas)
 Rambo, Face, Shayquan (real niggas)
 L.E.S., Big Things, Nashawn (real niggas)
 Crime Fam, Ron, Smack, Don, Alawn (real niggas)
 Justice, Understanding, Joe Grimes (real niggas)
 Lou, Frank, John, Hope, Fall Guy (real niggas)
 J-Roc, Bumpy, and Little Black (real niggas)
 the list is gettin' too long for this track (real niggas)
 Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta...to all my real niggas from Queensbridge,
 from the grave, in a cage, or walkin' on stage doin' they thing gettin'
 paid...my Nigga Mr. Ruc who don't give a fuck, 
 Queensbridge to the death niggas, 
 2001 and so on and so on...
 (Ruc) 
 My nigga Bowser, my nigga Spank, shoutouts to Sudan, 
 QBC's finest, Bing, Crime Fam, Killa Kids, Malik The Hitler, 
 Hot Bars, Mo King, shouts to Pop, Wild Gremlins, Germ and Norm, 
 let's get it on.....










