[Intro: Deala & Justice B]
Whattup, real men in the house n we gonna drop tha real shit
(Deala, King Staffy n me Justice B wanna teach yoh somethin' 'out the past with tha real niggas from tha past 'till now)
[1 verse: Deala]
Who will be the first one to deal with us?
No one from the hood wanna shove the fuckin' nose in our thangs, 'cuz we gonna bust
A cap in the head n it'll be nuthin' but a complicated process to recover fo' the asshole in the shed
So, I gonna throw all this shit away n talk in this verse 'bout real shit
We must make it dope like the rеal old school hit
Dat song is definetely joint by Dеala, King Staffy n Justice B
No one from otha hood wanna step on us, 'cuz they will meet tha gloomy sea
We are all some kinda old school rappas
Neva slippin', ain't say 'bout set-trippin', neva respected ho slappas
They can anticipate n after hate what we did but f'real I don't give a shit
We ain't meet face-to-face to make the collaboration
Deala talked it out with the guys n it must hit the big time, he ain't got any hesitation
[Hook]
Real men from tha past are now n here
Oh, yeah
They talkin' 'bout real shit
Today it's gonna be a phat hit
[2 verse: Justice B]
I'm a dawg with reasons
I ain't competition
I'm an old school nigga come and get a tool nigga, am in the jungle
Everday I hustle
Real men from the past got chances til now
No one can replace
We real the real teachers from past
Just copy and past
No need to stress yo self, If yo gotta spoiled brat at home, I'ma treat hope for change
Real niggas on move
Doing all things dope, go to school
Yo find ma crew teachin bout the past, how to pass and luv the past
I'ma real from the genesis
Smokes ain't control in me, am never high and smoke, a real style from the beginin
This how I roll and survive and dope niggas will prove who's me
Real men from the past, I'ma do things unique
The latest I'ma kill
[Hook]
[3 verse: King Staffy]
Yeah you know the truth
Playing time is over when daffy is in the booth
Yeah the game tite I can make it loose
And am all about the paper you can call me Bruce
Yeah you all suck cause you all babies
Am from the street when I bite(Haah) rabies
Keep on trying, keep on trying you can never be me
Cause am a ghost on the mic and you can never see me
Doing all this gangster shit
I do it for the hood not the insta shit
(Nhuu) V.I.P with no ID
Am notorious ma nigga cause am B.I.G
(Nhuu) Old school so we do it old fashion
Get the money protect my niggas men that's passion
She can't get over me nigga cause am too sweet
Daffy, Deala and Justice we party and bullshit
Yeah man of the past
Am a typa niga that you cannot trust
Doing big binez money coming fast
Ama pull up with my gang give you a blast
Yeah Nipase 2k ndishi kwasila
I need justice cause am a dealer
You wanna make bounce leta two
Man of the past you can call me shakur
[4 verse: Deala]
What's the main thang like Deala said?
We gonna take all modern shit down n nuthin can be done 'bout that
We throw at the bin what ya think or what ya say
Don't be a menace to society or real men can own your bitch everyday
We have to talk 'bout nuthin but only real stuff
'Cuz everythang is as usual ruff
But I forgot, yo' fat ass duzn't know what ruff is
Ya just can enjoy with yo' buddies n make fo' them striptease
Now we gonna say to ya, make a fun
Later you will ask everyone where you can conceal, otherwise it will be pressed fo' time n ya have to run
Real men neva deal with the junkies
'69 ain't under the chase, 'cuz they couldn't catch it, am talkin' 'bout those fuckin' monkeys
Still ain't get even the peanuts fo' the tracks
But really don't give a God damn, 'cuz I can make many reps
Get ready to take the blast
If ya step to the real men from tha past
[Outro]
Dat's what we got n they must know what ol' school is in this time, ya know what I'm sayin'
Whattup, real men in the house n we gonna drop tha real shit
(Deala, King Staffy n me Justice B wanna teach yoh somethin' 'out the past with tha real niggas from tha past 'till now)
[1 verse: Deala]
Who will be the first one to deal with us?
No one from the hood wanna shove the fuckin' nose in our thangs, 'cuz we gonna bust
A cap in the head n it'll be nuthin' but a complicated process to recover fo' the asshole in the shed
So, I gonna throw all this shit away n talk in this verse 'bout real shit
We must make it dope like the rеal old school hit
Dat song is definetely joint by Dеala, King Staffy n Justice B
No one from otha hood wanna step on us, 'cuz they will meet tha gloomy sea
We are all some kinda old school rappas
Neva slippin', ain't say 'bout set-trippin', neva respected ho slappas
They can anticipate n after hate what we did but f'real I don't give a shit
We ain't meet face-to-face to make the collaboration
Deala talked it out with the guys n it must hit the big time, he ain't got any hesitation
[Hook]
Real men from tha past are now n here
Oh, yeah
They talkin' 'bout real shit
Today it's gonna be a phat hit
[2 verse: Justice B]
I'm a dawg with reasons
I ain't competition
I'm an old school nigga come and get a tool nigga, am in the jungle
Everday I hustle
Real men from the past got chances til now
No one can replace
We real the real teachers from past
Just copy and past
No need to stress yo self, If yo gotta spoiled brat at home, I'ma treat hope for change
Real niggas on move
Doing all things dope, go to school
Yo find ma crew teachin bout the past, how to pass and luv the past
I'ma real from the genesis
Smokes ain't control in me, am never high and smoke, a real style from the beginin
This how I roll and survive and dope niggas will prove who's me
Real men from the past, I'ma do things unique
The latest I'ma kill
[Hook]
[3 verse: King Staffy]
Yeah you know the truth
Playing time is over when daffy is in the booth
Yeah the game tite I can make it loose
And am all about the paper you can call me Bruce
Yeah you all suck cause you all babies
Am from the street when I bite(Haah) rabies
Keep on trying, keep on trying you can never be me
Cause am a ghost on the mic and you can never see me
Doing all this gangster shit
I do it for the hood not the insta shit
(Nhuu) V.I.P with no ID
Am notorious ma nigga cause am B.I.G
(Nhuu) Old school so we do it old fashion
Get the money protect my niggas men that's passion
She can't get over me nigga cause am too sweet
Daffy, Deala and Justice we party and bullshit
Yeah man of the past
Am a typa niga that you cannot trust
Doing big binez money coming fast
Ama pull up with my gang give you a blast
Yeah Nipase 2k ndishi kwasila
I need justice cause am a dealer
You wanna make bounce leta two
Man of the past you can call me shakur
[4 verse: Deala]
What's the main thang like Deala said?
We gonna take all modern shit down n nuthin can be done 'bout that
We throw at the bin what ya think or what ya say
Don't be a menace to society or real men can own your bitch everyday
We have to talk 'bout nuthin but only real stuff
'Cuz everythang is as usual ruff
But I forgot, yo' fat ass duzn't know what ruff is
Ya just can enjoy with yo' buddies n make fo' them striptease
Now we gonna say to ya, make a fun
Later you will ask everyone where you can conceal, otherwise it will be pressed fo' time n ya have to run
Real men neva deal with the junkies
'69 ain't under the chase, 'cuz they couldn't catch it, am talkin' 'bout those fuckin' monkeys
Still ain't get even the peanuts fo' the tracks
But really don't give a God damn, 'cuz I can make many reps
Get ready to take the blast
If ya step to the real men from tha past
[Outro]
Dat's what we got n they must know what ol' school is in this time, ya know what I'm sayin'
( Deala )
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