Shit Just Got Real
Shit Just Got Real - Die Antwoord
It's another one of them old funky Cyprus Hill thangs
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
('Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Yeah Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)
Sen Dog the fucking OG
Bucket hat low yo I keep it low key
Puffin' shit smell so sweet
Big weed cloud smoking up your whole street
Cypress Soul Assassins on the creep
Where we come from yeah the Vatos roll deep
complain thick homie don't sleep
Sip sipping light beer I don't fuck with Olde E
Ease back you're standing too close homie
What the fuck you want homes You don't know me
Jumpin' right at the speed of light
make you go to sleep
Wake up nose bleeding
and you got no teeth
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
('Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Yeah Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
This one time me and Yolandi was
Driving down the road smoking some herb
Through the fucking streets of Johannesburg
When I'm zef side I always roll strapped
In a matte black Scubie with a matte black gat
Subwoofer in the trunk kicking to the bass
Now I got this fuckin 38 stickin in my waist
So I pull out my gat and I leave it on my lap
On the zef side of town now speeding to the left
Stop at the light round the corner from my pad
Who's this knocking at my window
Nigga pointing at my front wheel says I got a flat
My window's real mother fucking black
So I can see him but he can't see me back
He put a gun on my window and go tap tap tap
So I picked up the matte black gat on my lap
And I said 'Yolandi can you please lean back'
sou ma se poes
Jou so fokken naai
Zef 'til I'm dead
Yeah you're gonna die
Fokking fok is nie gaan
running your god
Fokkol
Spit wat is kan nie Wat is Piel in jou keel
(Shit just got real)
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
(Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
(Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)
Shit Just Got Real - Die Antwoord
It's another one of them old funky Cyprus Hill thangs
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
('Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Yeah Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)
Sen Dog the fucking OG
Bucket hat low yo I keep it low key
Puffin' shit smell so sweet
Big weed cloud smoking up your whole street
Cypress Soul Assassins on the creep
Where we come from yeah the Vatos roll deep
complain thick homie don't sleep
Sip sipping light beer I don't fuck with Olde E
Ease back you're standing too close homie
What the fuck you want homes You don't know me
Jumpin' right at the speed of light
make you go to sleep
Wake up nose bleeding
and you got no teeth
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
('Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Yeah Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
This one time me and Yolandi was
Driving down the road smoking some herb
Through the fucking streets of Johannesburg
When I'm zef side I always roll strapped
In a matte black Scubie with a matte black gat
Subwoofer in the trunk kicking to the bass
Now I got this fuckin 38 stickin in my waist
So I pull out my gat and I leave it on my lap
On the zef side of town now speeding to the left
Stop at the light round the corner from my pad
Who's this knocking at my window
Nigga pointing at my front wheel says I got a flat
My window's real mother fucking black
So I can see him but he can't see me back
He put a gun on my window and go tap tap tap
So I picked up the matte black gat on my lap
And I said 'Yolandi can you please lean back'
sou ma se poes
Jou so fokken naai
Zef 'til I'm dead
Yeah you're gonna die
Fokking fok is nie gaan
running your god
Fokkol
Spit wat is kan nie Wat is Piel in jou keel
(Shit just got real)
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
(Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)
Everybody wanna be a gangster
(So you wanna be a gangster homes)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
(Sup What you wanna do Puto make a move)
You talk the talk you better walk the walk boy
(Put up or shut up)
Shit just got real up in this bitch
(Shit just got real)