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Cause I'm too real, we too cold, ya run for the hills when the truth's told Like the kick on the mag on a four-four we too much grip for your hands to hold All cock back with no ammo all the hype from a band that's so-so In every land that you speak it's a no-no, so live it up now because you gone tomorrow All of a sudden you suckin' and the people love it from front row to offstage and now you need no introduction It's frontin' and bluffin' and now you givin' out instructions? Nothing for nothing but I don't really think I want it Ain't never play it on the radio But we still banging on our stereo We keep it real no matter where we go, oh-o, oh-o oh-o oh-o Too hood to act new, see through you my point of view You just did what we already do and the game ain't lookin' like it used to Too many things ya lost control, ya all sold out for the fools gold Is it too much street or heart and soul or is it too much color for your rock and roll? All of a sudden you suckin' and the people love it from front row to offstage and now you need no introduction You was frontin' and bluffin' and now you givin' out instructions? Nothing for nothing but I don't really think I want this Ain't never play it on the radio But we still banging on our stereo We keep it real no matter where we go, oh-o, oh-o oh-o oh-o Why don't they play it on the radio? So turn it up on your stereo Still bringing love everywhere we go Letras de canciones Too many fakes, ya all lost control And ya all sold out for the fool's gold Too many fakes, ya all lost control, ya all lost control, ya all lost control And ya all sold for the fool's gold, ya all sold out for the fool's gold Too many fakes, ya all lost control, ya all lost control, ya all lost control And ya all sold out for the fool's gold Ain't never play it on the radio But we still banging on our stereo We keep it real no matter where we go, oh-o, oh-o oh-o oh-o Why don't they play it on the radio? So turn it up on your stereo Still bringing love everywhere we go From Letras Mania