Letra Keep it real Do Or Die

Keep it real

{*car starts*}
Uhh, for the two gs, for the millenium
Do or die

[johnny p]
Oooohhh hooo-ooooh, aint gon pay no bills

Chorus: johnny p + do or die

Police - cant see me ballin
Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey
And I - can never pay your bills
Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
I got my key on the passenger side
So aint no scrub in me, me, me
Police - cant see me ballin
Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey

[verse one]
First of all, you can shut it down baby
Better yet Im original and not a clown baby
Get down for wars an im, livin my life under the gun
And umm, stay calm no harm, Im alarmin em
And thats the victom of the shorties in my grill
Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I dont pay no bills
Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture
See - yall the ones got me slappin out
And all my homeboys jappin out
Crappin out, love that, where my crips and my bloods at?
Lords at, gs at, feedback, need that
Niggaz blaze that weed sack
Ill cop a drop wit that knees fat
Yall cant see me, best-ta believe that

Chorus

[verse two]
This shit hit the back door, by the way
Why you tryin to play that mack fo?
If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe,
Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
Open up let some air through the window
I could never give my money to a bimbo
Real players get high off endo
Make cash like the owners of the timbo
Chi-town, real player, real true love
20 inch on the rims, fucker says what?
Bet the po to the next thug
Recognize the queen, you come to me
But you gotta see, youre a what-what?
Gotta sign the puh-puh; flip bitch
Hit the block, ima rhyme in the hummer
Better be on some platnium shit
Roley bling bling, keep a gat wanna snap it
Been well known to react quick
When they see I got a star, they pause and they react quick
Im immune to the hot shit, nevertheless
Shitty-sha(? ? ) just beware of where the hat fit
Yo pimp where the plastic?
This pimp, real pimp, its the pimp like a maverick
Playerism is a habit
Im at the club wit um wit crystal, what what

Chorus

[verse three]
Lil baller be me, cant see me
Never get her with a tv, cause we be
In the five-double-oh, posed with the clothes
(? ? ) dyslexic on the passenger side
Dont mean that I aint got the keys to ride
Shes the pie, my, my, my
We done came to fuck and get gone, pay no bills
Flex the mind to make the bank to bounce
Nigga bounce shit like the dirty south
Watch that shit with a dirty mouth
Know you aint mad, aint splurgin out
But if ya heard me out, on the passenger side
Care to bore me with the rest of the guys?
Spittin blunts, droppin jewels
Spittin at hoes, thatll be cool

[johnny p]
Pay no bills, pay no bills
Pay no bills, pay no..
I gotta keep it real, so I cant pay this here
Why you all up in my grill?
You can tell me about it, to pay the bill, pay the bill

Chorus

[johnny p]
I got to keep...

[outro]
One time, uhh... from the real, do or die cmon
A-rock, uhh.. back-pack, jack-of-love
Uhh uhh, johnny p
Uh.. down - like - that - what?
Keep it real baby, 2000, millenium, we gone