'That's what the fuck I'm talkin' about

That real shit nigga

Living room packed, laid back on the flow

Niggaz can't see me on the madden with Frisco

I'm runnin' fools straight to the dirt

While my man Train talkin' on the phone, the evil curse

Niggaz waste gas drivin' down the same streets



And hood rats wishin' for the passenger seats

Flag 'em down, like they flaggin' down to get a taxi

Too good to ride a bus, drinkin' is a must

Another day kickin' back, the scientist is hard at work

Thinkin' how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade

Or call Will and Temple where my homie down by Zeenie

With the bald head it's too hot for the beanie

Sittin' on the porch niggaz run the stop sign

Hookers sell they bodies 'round the way ain't hard to find

Right in the corner of McDonald's parkin' lot

Peepin' out their hair 'cause that spot is hot

And that's real