shit is real (You can't front) Yo, you know the shit is real (You can't front, Jack) Yo, you know the shit is real (You can't front) [Diamond] Ayo I'
Traduzione: Diamond. Non è possibile Front (Shit Is Real).
cocked and ready 'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real Your homeboys from
good to me [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na somethin you can rap with Ooh come na ordinary game Da game na somethin you can rap
fittin' to introduce you to the old me You walk in, explode it and leave reload You don't like a record nigga - buck you, blow me But you will respect
for you to sleep back but you the first one in the club rollin eyes and talkin shit i suggest you know your role cuz you don't know who you messin wit
all before [Jay-z] i thought you ain't like rap you was deceiving me all you do all day is watch BET actin like you ain't recognize when you met me in
niggas make you cry if you front on some bullshit But still you fronted Now you bump heads with real niggas You don't want it But yo, you got disrespected Hit you
you in, a-yo we be the biddomb Regardless what I spit on, you worse with the tracks I shit on Once you get on, it's fair you can't trust (Yes!) Words &
rolling with my real niggaz, that's all I feel You see that bubble eyed Benz, my diamond grill See me in a 2000 Lotus, I'm glad you noticed I'm fucking with you
with my New York stitch My chick bangin don't you see my New York bitch Yeah! I'm on my New York shit You niggaz know we deserve the props we get Ridin
like summer With the diamond bangles like Charlie's Angels, you can't knock my hustle And I need my bread up front playboy, cause I can't trust ya I'm
not a trick Hoes can't get none from me Catch me in rag benz count my ends I don't hate we move tapes State to state Surprise to see me riding your town
T] Heavy in the game, unpredictable Inner thought, heated is heavy You can tell motha fuckaz turn pale Ain't no love for you other niggaz up and pluggin niggaz You ain't shit
took a dive because you couldn't feel the vibe Is this the vibe you desire? (Diamond running down the line) Is this the vibe you desire? (You know you
spit and leave your shit split" Grip, it ain't nothing decent about me A true thug for real, you can ask the precinct about me A rap junkie, don't try
would rob Noreaga I'm talkin' Noreaga, n-gga, the real Noreaga If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us And tell congress when you
that [Chorus: T-Pain] [Plies:] I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga I'm talkin' Norieaga, nigga, the real Norieaga If you ain't from
