It's Like That

'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