Yeah, this is for my n****s, my real n****s
This is for my n****s, my real n****s
This is for my n****s, my real n****s (Hood gossip)
This is for my n****s, my real n****s
This is for my n****s, my real n****s (Dinnertime)
This is for my n****s

I came up with my n****s, I been through with my n****s
I ran the streets I hugged the block in them same shoes with my n****s
I rolled out with my n****s, we rolled up on them n****s
They put me out that four door and I'll never snitch on my n****s
Now I'm on the road with my n****s, gettin' dough with my n****s
Bankroll, videos, sharin' hoes with my n****s
I give it all for my n****s, got nothin' but love for my n****s
And I can't trust them other n****s, so I'll just trust my n****s
Said I tried to go to church but it didn't do nothin' for me
Said I tried to pray but it didn't do nothin' for me
I tried to find me a job but it didn't do nothin' for me
So I had to hit the streets, go right back to my n**** (right back to my n****s)

Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
I go right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s

Still I'll chill with my n****s, I never change on my n****s
We hustlin', we gettin' money, we breakin' bread my n****
I turn up with my n****s, VIP with my n****s
We pop bottles, we throw it up in the strip club with my n****s
Yeah I lost some of my n****s, paid for the funeral for my n****s
(What up boy) 8 years and I'm still missin' my n****
I understand my n****, I've been through the same my n****
Gotta feed the baby help out your momma, I feel your pain my n****
Said I tried to go to church but it didn't do nothin' for me
Said I tried to pray but it didn't do nothin' for me
I tried to find me a job but it didn't do nothin' for me
So I had to hit the streets, go right back to my n****s (right back to my n****s)

Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
I go right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s

(And I'm goin' right back to my n****s) I remember when we used to pitch them pennies my nig'
I remember when we talk about our dreams my nig'
And now we livin' well up in them hills my nig'
If it ever was to go away
I'm right back to my n****s

Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
Right back to my n****s
I go right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s
And I'm goin' right back to my n****s

Na na na na wooh
My n****s, yeah

Na na na na wooh
My n****s, yeah

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHERYL MACK, CHRISTOPHER CLARK, DARRICK D. STEPHENS, ROBERT S. KELLY