Dee Money- If It Ain't Real It Ain't Me Freestyle - Lyrics - B.g.

[Dee Money] I Run up on ya block quick when i'm burning rubber, A real *** like a soulja, heat up in my knuckles the same type a *** that keep a pistol on my side, A 44 on my waist and a chopper when I ride, stay posted on the block like a light pole just standing there, waiting for a *** to run up, and think he hard, but first I shut him down like a grocery store gone outta business, and when the police come *** that's when i'm finished, disobeying all laws, disrepecting no broad, A street type a ***, A 13 year old boy, straight sprayin at u quick leave ya braind in the sewyer,either come at me strapped, And if u don't *** u done, ya whole family gonna see me and ya block gon burn, and if ya friend want some she gotta wait her turn, I ain't scared of nobody, *** I fear no one but jesus, I gotta keep it real ***,and I ain't got no reason, kinda like a star, when u see me fear me, rup up on u *** bust shots you can't feel me, listen up and listen careful,if u open and if ya click want some *** i'ma bust open, if u leave 'em unattented, I'll mess over 'em playin wit me *** you'll get ya dome checked throughroly, I'll put ypu in a sleep like, no disrespectin my section, and anything in my way best believe i'm wrecking, and if any *** hatin on me, then there's beef it will be, *** I already told ya IF IT AIN'T REAL IT AIN'T ME ***!!!!!!!!!!!!