Feel the Real

Intro: Tash<br><br>Yo... who we got? Check it out, aiyyo<br>Aiyyo, givin the women somethin they can feel, who we got?<br>We got, we got, we got, we got, we got Tha Liks<br> "If y`all niggaz can`t feel me, then y`all niggaz ain`t real"<br>Ahh-haha, I see the whole Likwid crew is up in this motherfucker<br>Posted gettin toasted<br>I know them niggaz don`t dig this shit with these women out here<br>But yo check it out we can`t make every song hardcore (can you feel this)<br>But we definitely ain`t gonna make no soft shit<br> "If y`all niggaz can`t feel me, then y`all niggaz ain`t real"<br>So feel the real<br><br>Verse One: Tash<br><br>Feel the realness of the brother that leaves the women wide<br>With rough words of pleasure that they boyfriend can`t provide<br>Cause while they niggaz think they slick, fuckin down low tricks<br>I got the finest hoes in Cali fightin over this dick<br>But I`ma single nigga lust, so nobody gets hurt-ed<br>No one is alerted cause they heard that I flirt-ed<br>Unlike these niggaz that you claimin is your only<br>that be in the wind at night while you watchin TV lonely<br>But phony shit is what relationships bring<br>That`s why you lookin at my fingers but you see no rings<br>Just a fist full of digits and a forty ounce of Miller<br>Cause the last girl I had that bitch made me wanna kill her<br>On that shit, tryin to sniff my clothes<br>Swearin up and down I was out coolin with hoes<br>But yo Rico knows, what it means to be committed<br>And when I claim you as my "beyatch" I go all the way with it<br><br>And that`s the real<br>And that`s the real (tell me can you feel this)<br> "If y`all niggaz can`t feel me, then y`all niggaz ain`t real"<br>So all the ladies in the place can know, that`s the real (can you feel this)<br>Uh, that`s the real (ah one two)<br> "If y`all niggaz can`t feel me, then y`all niggaz ain`t real"<br><br>Verse Two: J-Ro<br><br>I thought she was the one for me, only for my eyes to see<br>Sometimes I let her cry but she`s a lady<br>But most of the time I kept that bitch happy<br>Kept her toenails painted and her hair from gettin nappy<br>It was a rainy cold weathery winter<br>I met this broad at the Beverly Center<br>I stepped to the hottie with the body, nuttin to it<br>I said `I like the Nike`s baby, can we Just Do It?<br>What would it cost to be J-Ro apostrophe S, yes yes damn you blessed<br>with fat ass with no ripples, tools big like ?hipple?<br>It`s Tha Liks six baby baby on them nipples`<br>She just smiled and said `Ooh you need to quit it`<br>(Damn bro, all we wanna know is did you get it) What?<br>Shit, I hit it, from all the angles<br>Swingin my thing like the California Angels<br>Things got serious as much time was spent<br>I said `Fuck it, let`s split the rent on this apartment`<br>Two years together quickly turned into four<br>The tears began to pour when I had to go on tour<br>Two months later, I walk back through the door<br>The bitch is butt naked with some nigga on my floor<br>DAMN, I didn`t know I had a hot one<br>Went to my room and grabbed my shotgun (ahh chill)<br>I coulda, shoulda, but if I woulda<br>I wouldn`t be here today<br>She tried to make me think everything could be the same<br>But she ran too much game on my 5"11` frame<br>I coulda, shoulda, but if I woulda<br>You know the consequences<br>I coulda, shoulda, but if I woulda (just chill nigga)<br>That`s what I hate bitches (I know you feel this)<br><br> "If y`all niggaz can`t feel me, then y`all niggaz ain`t real"<br> (repeat to fade)