Real P.I. - Swollen Members, Trenyce, Glasses Malone

Yeah homie I’m a real P. I

I say, yeah homie I’m a real P. I

Oh, I tell that hoe sell that pussy

Gimme that money

Keep that money comin' back in hundreds and the twenties

Sell that pussy, gimme that money

Hop on my dick like a playboy bunny

Yeah homie I’m a real P. I

Real nigga till the day I die

And for my homies I ride

Represent that Fan City West Side

All you niggas want to hate 'cause I say that I’m the king

But ain’t none of y’all niggas real enough

To come fuck with a nigga like me

You see, niggas like me get money

Hey, we get money

Niggas like me don’t play

We grind hard, like ever single day sooo

You mutha fuckas say you gotta problem

Then homie all you gotta do is start some shit

'Cause bitch I gotta click full of gangstas that’s ready to pop

As soon as you tell em let off a clip

And I stay so focused I used to live so hopeless

And now I’m on the grind on the grind yeah homie I’m a real P. I

Yeah yeah I’m from the hood and you did not naw know naw know

And yeah yeah I do this good and I got them hoes them hoes