"Kept It Too Real" as written by and Algernod/caesar Washington....
I broke bread wit you nigga showed you where I lived
You talkin nigga but you don't understand what real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga I woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga I kept it too real

We busted choppaz at niggaz layed in bushes together
You had me fooled dawg I thought you was my fukkin nigga
Woulda did a hundred years for you cuz I fuk wit ya
You taught me what a good heart in these streetz would get a nigga
Not a muthafukkin thing but a sad picture
Hurt me when I found out you had pussy in yo heart nigga
I never thought I'd say it but muthafuk a friend
Cuz yo dawg be tha one that cross ya in tha end
Tha shit I know now wish I'd done knew it back then
But goin thru it wit a fuck nigga is what make a man
I treated yo pussy ass betta than I did my own kin
When a nigga locked up or broke that's when they claim they love you then

I broke bread wit you nigga showed you where I lived
You talkin nigga but you don't understand what real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga I woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga I kept it too real

Wat was mine was yours but what yours wasn't mine
If a nigga woulda told me u was soft I woulda thought he was lyin
But every nigga gon show his hand in due time
I kept it so muthafukkin real wit you that I was blind
Cuz I was too busy showin love I ain't see tha signs
When you needed me pussy I came thru every time
Whether you was right or wrong fuck nigga I was ridin
But you envied me nigga in tha back of yo mind
You wasn't a hundred nigga you was real part time
I broke you off when them fuck niggaz wouldn't give you a dime
Ain't owe you shit nigga I just wanted to see you shine
You never gave me shit nigga I had my own grind
I ain't need yo choppaz I had my own nine
I'm a hundred nigga I done did me and yo time
You can't trust yo own homiez who tha fuck can you trust
I got my broad and my choppa so to me that's enough

I broke bread wit you nigga showed you where I lived
You talkin nigga but you dont understand what real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga I woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga I kept it too real

God ain't makin you fuck niggaz like he used to
A nigga believe its hoe now before he believe you
And cuz you thug wit a nigga don't mean tha love true
It used to matter what you and yo niggaz done been thru
Nigga be yo dawg one day and turn pussy out tha blue
A fuk nigga gon do what a fuk nigga gon do
Betta off runnin by yoself if you only knew
Don't mean that nigga a hunter cuz he'll fuckin shoot
And money don't mean you real cuz he got loot
If a nigga heart ain't right no tellin what he'll do
And real niggaz extinct its only a fuckin few
Cuz 99% of these fuck niggaz ain't true

I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where I lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga I woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga I kept it too real


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"Kept It Too Real" as written by Tommy Caesar Algernod Washington

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