Lil' B

"Real 100"

"Real 100"


Real B town don't fuck around
Only real thugs run the motherfuckin' town
And I fuck with rich men cause they get it in
And I fuck with Sacramento cause they down to win
I got a pretty girl, from Vallejo
She's street-smart, and she got a fucking payroll
Real West Burban Jason Mask
Rocawear T-Shirt niggas know I'm 'bout that green cash
Bitch I don't got to explain myself
I done came from the dirt now suddenly all these niggas want my help
But I ain't never ask for this shit
Even when I broke I kept it low on the same shit
Now niggas wanna ride because I'm Based God
Niggas got me fucked up cause I'm Based God
I stay connected got a hundred heads on the block
One call, One shot like Chicken Pox
I wanna shout out you motherfucking busters
You fake gangsters, and You fake ass hustlers
You fake pimps, You fake ass players
You fake boss, I'm so real I should've run for mayor
Ho don't try to put me on child support
I got tested bitch I ain't the father
Bitch you a motherfuckin' liar
I hate dog hoes, Bitch I'm Reggie Miller
I got 20 on the motherfuckin' internet
I pimp myself I ain't never have to pimp a bitch
Now, a Nigga filthy rich
And I'm from the block all the way to the six
Shouts out to James Kennedy
Shouts out to Columbus, Canned food dirty with the hands
Black Flame mixtape, Welcome home bitch
I got the same plate
And I still got the dough ya
I roll the book bitch and I'm still a fuckin' soldier
If I fall I got a few rich friends
Took a trip overseas just to get ten
Shouts out to Tracy, That's my O.G
Real 100 and Mo' clean than a 100
Move like this, Move like this, Lil B one-one thousand bitch check this
Past games, I still Play-Station
Niggas mad I got played and I took a vacation
Niggas know I got beds if you wanna sleep
Just incase you sucka niggas wanna hate on me
It's deep

Yo, Yo, Rep BasedWorld Until I die, Lil B hate on me cause I'm from the streets
And I'm back in the mix with this shit
And I'm still with that hundred shit
BasedWorld a hundred thousand
Like I said, I REP BASEDWORLD UNTIL I DIE, LIL B, NIGGAS HATE CAUSE I'm FROM THE STREETS
And I'm back in the mix with this shit
And I still flip that new six

"Real Based"

"Real Based"


[Hook x4:]
This is real based, yeah I represent

This is real based, bitch I represent
Shout out to the girls forgotten with a pimp
I walk on the block and I see that same shit
I don't know about you, but I see the same shit
I gotta make a move cause the greed is dangerous
Is hip-hop dead? Naw, it's misled
Now I understand why they say hip-hop dead
Yeah we getting money, but them thoughts in your head
Got "money" tatted on your head, you a funny dude
Better get money dude
Cause money won't get you
Money came so fast
That we started having issues
Like Droopy, I have issue
Man, them people is against you
I respect Nas cause that dude is official
Busta Rhymes, Papoose, dudes is official
I'm shady like Whoo Kid
But don't nobody want the truth to live
And I'm not by the dollar sign
My life's not lived on the dotted line
And love your fellow humans
Cause we don't want another Columbine
My life's not on a dotted line
Don't worry, I'm fine

[Hook x4:]
This is real based, yeah I represent

Tell a snitch, "bitch, you won't let me down"
I'll let you down boy, with the K rounds
Really, I ain't even about having guns
I'd rather slap the shit out you in a one-on-one
Rather slap the shit out you than shoot a gun
Keep it real nigga, I'm just having fun
Lil B in the club, and he on one
Yeah girl, let him fuck some
Bitch I'm so able, like Cain and Abel
Got bitches like cable, but I'm not stable
We move in the same direction
Only being one direction, I talk with one perfection
Smoke it up with the blunt connection
Our minds is infested
With the love, so don't trip off the projects
Cause we all a project, one love

[Hook x4:]
This is real based, yeah I represent

Yo, I wanna give a shout out to New York, man
Shout out to New Jersey
Shout out to motherfucking Boston, I love you man
Shout out to Maine, you feel me?
Shout out to Canada
London, you feel me, Sweden
Shout out Russia
Ukraine, I love you baby
You know what I'm saying?
Shout out everybody
Worldwide, baby

"Real Hip Hop 2012"

"Real Hip Hop 2012"


Yo, yo, wasup man, ok wasup bro, (Lil B the Basedgod) yo wasup, yeah I appreciate that... Yeah man what you want, we got a lot of niggas that fuck with Wu Tang Clan and fuck with Lil B the Basedgod cause he can spit some shit... Yeah cause he keep it based

Niggas ask me who my real clique, I
Got love for Basedworld
Man this I-
So I-
Bring a nigga back with my recipe
Mix two bars two blunts
Now he checking me
Yeah
Uh- I'm breathless
I left the game
But the game can't starve
So I-
Move shit back to a nigga postpone life
Pop the gat back till a bitch see the smoke light
You ain't even seen bullets
Can't even hold it right
I make sure that my niggas well
And we eating good
If it's not steak
Get a plate
And we taking yours
As a real nigga said:
"If you smell it he a sucka"
Bitch niggas smell like pussy undercover
Like a smooth bop
Getting hit with no rubber
Tried to give her fat dick like I'm Ed Lover
But the game is the game so I learned how to love it
Max a million till I can't use credit
Try to make c note till the point of note debit
In class everyday but still no credit
So I told my teacher
"Fuck you" and "Suck my dick bitch"
I told my a girl she better be a ride or die bitch
Like The Game... or Jadakiss
Kill the game, make moves like Jada Pinkett
My thought process, is thinking above thinking (yes)
You ain't reached my level nigga
I'm only thinking and rapping
Talk shit man behind your back
Fake niggas scared
That's why they gotta put a mask on
I'm sleep by my bat bro
Knock a nigga top off like a soda
It's cool when a nigga keep it like a soldier
Man, Lil B I never fold over
Come from the hood man its respect from the shoulders
Rapping everyday hip hop having posters
How I'm at the top of the game with no promotion
Same way Lebron hit Wade when he was open
The same day people getting robbed out in Oakland
The.45 smoking
You gotta stop smoking
The gun homework man I gotta stay focused
Telling that girl man she gotta stay open
She up late like the Tom Green show and
I'm upstate like the Mobb Deep flow and
With that underground New Jersey sick flow and
The Kettiquete, Inettiquette, Mr. C flow and
That Funk Master Flex, Bomb shit, Mystikal and
Niggas in the hood man the streets know
Yeah
Niggas fuck with me over man
This- no need for a camera
I got the real acid man
It's no need for a hammer
I got the good lawyer it's no need for a slammer
You stay up late man you need
For Pajamas
Shouts out to Kuwait, The Middle East, Russia, Serbia
Man them niggas fuck with me
Palestine, Iran
Them niggas fuck with me (Somaila)
You feel me?
Aye them niggas fuck with me (Somaila)
Trinidad, New York
Man them niggas fuck with me (Africa)
Australia man they all love for free
OG man, I'm in LA in the OC
Everybody motherfucking know Lil B
2012 this the year of the gold teeth
Sit down bitch, you think you know me
Sitting in the game at the top so lonely
Only way a nigga go cop is for the homie
Only way a nigga gone cop is if he phony
Only way a bitch go shop is if she know me
Only for the weed man fuck you go pay me
That's what I start to feel man
Like I'm bill collecting man it's more bills
Bitch you never guess what if I told you what I did on the daily
Most people they start hating
Dude like me man I'm beyond hating
I ain't scared of hell man, bitch I'm beyond satan
Based God

Real Hip Hop 2012
God's Father Mixtape Yeah Like I said
Shouts out to my dude Sway, Shouts out to my dude... Steven
Shouts out to Rob I see you (Hip Hop, what)
Shaheem I see you man what it is (Hip Hop)
(Uh Uh It's Hip Hop) (Yeah it's basedworld)
Fifty-one Lil B (Yeah It's Basedworld)

"Real OG"

"Real OG"


We can't never live that thug shit for life
Yea, checking the wrists
Bout to check the time
Nah, you know what?
Aye diver, what's the time?
You feel me?

Lil B, where you been, I just got out the state
You did some time? Yea I did, I just cleaned my case
How your cousins doing? You know we pitching art every day
I'm in field head first, niggas watch my plate
I'd watch theirs but I never eat their food or take it
But you cut niggas off, yea, fuck them fakes
I'm a tell you this my life is so real that it's great
Bitch I come from the crack like the pavement sayin this
I'm shakin shit, I hit the dice game no playin
Nigga hit the dice, hit for no fuck that playin
Shoot dice with the pitch, bitch move or I'm stayin
You got love for these hoes, know all bitches be fakin
They ain't recognize game, I'm sayin fuck all these suckas that hate millers
Bitch I live in the miller
Full for Glock and if you clear it
You bout that life, I'm bout whatever
Fa rilla

How I make it through the hood, it's crazy
I'm a do what I do, fuck for daisies
Now I know what I know, I'm a take it low
I'm a take it low, I'm a take it low

How I make it through the day, you're ahead, it's crazy
I'm a do what I do, bitches fuck for daisies
Now I know what I know, I'm a take it low
I'm a take it low, I'm a take it low

How you maintain and be I'm getting by, I'm straight
I'm still tucked with the petus, get back the piece
Niggas relax with the beef, I'm swimming in the foam
Taking showers with the gun born to sleep with my pomp
You would think that I'm drunk how I'm throwin up the shots
West side like 2 Pac, east side like Biggie
Niggas look up to me, I give back too many
What's next Lil B, bitch you tell me
I'm success, meta meta excellence
Ain't no stressin, no worries
Like Lil Wayne said, infrared
Aiming for suckas heads, I can tell
I never left, I could never fall off because I was never on
But you girls seein whenever I'm on
It's too good to perform, the story not long
Everybody got a job, you gotta keep shit going

How I make it through the hood, it's crazy
I'm a do what I do, fuck for daisies
Now I know what I know, I'm a take it low
I'm a take it low, I'm a take it low

How I make it through the day, you're ahead, it's crazy
I'm a do what I do, bitches fuck for daisies
Now I know what I know, I'm a take it low
I'm a take it low, I'm a take it low

"Real Person Music"

"Real Person Music"


I ain't never been no bitch
Niggas scared of the dark
I was out tackled with the pitch
Same color as the tense
The night time reminds me
Of my niggas in pain
We all seen the hate
Now it's feeling the same
When it comes from my mouth I keep a sip of the plain
When you speak from your heart do you feel the shame
I was mad of the sounds, noises making bad choices
Selling off my soul for Rolls Royces
Keeping real B you gotta make plenty choices
Act like a hoe and you gonna see hell
I come from California
Where the skinny nigga dwell
I want to be in your top five
I'm only one
Kick me up like the only gun
Feel me
Fuck with me
Er'body know Lil B started trends
Niggas came performing like Kim
Soul zips and no phone
And I can't go back in
Nigga's rap that I used to rap
I'm not used to rap
Niggas act like I'm used to rap
Street game kept me on my back
Niggas say you got 5
But he really got 20
Blinds you with the money
Your game got skinny
They say God feed others
You got a silver spoon
I got a plastic running the cover
I ain't different than you
We're the same ass color
But the worries got power
People act like cowards
Being poor mind state
You can take your shower
So why you complain about the day that's ours
Niggas actin like a bitch gonna send them flowers
Niggas rattin' on their partner just to get some power
If you change with the money you always been the coward
Niggas don't respect you you're just a nig
These hoes love money so we kick in the trip
Don't be no dumbass bitch
Sold your soul for the grip fucked niggas in the game
Got the power fucked over sisters
And now my niggas getting richer
Shooting off clips like some mistaking pictures
Don't trust hoes I ain't got no mistress
Give no kitchens, bitch do the dishes
If I go down man I know you be a witness
Can't trust hoes, the game got shifted
Places in the west that will change your own vision
Make you get humble make you thank based God
We all thank Jesus, we know you need it
Rock through the city, so low with the beeper
True dog coupe the same color as my snickers
Riding aside guns holdin blunts with the cloth
Married to the game bitch I never take it off
Been in the jungle where them niggas getting crossed
Niggas with the sharks, damn I got my leg broke
Coming with the chopper like Peg Cole
Niggas they don't act like man
I'm the rawest
Nigga I been lost in the force with the cocaine
Dope game full flight, show you the whole lane
I made history now I want the whole fame
You feel me? I'm coming for the world
I do it for Fer, I do it for the world
I do it for Fer, I do it for the world
RIP Mad dre, RIP all the people
And we lost to the ace
Let's keep it equal
Lil B

"Real Plexxx"

"Real Plexxx"


6 Kiss
6 Kiss mixtape
It's your boy Lil Boss
Real Plexxx

I've been spitting hard since the days of fifteen
Life been good and the nights is history
Came from the turf so you know I'm active
Put me in the trap house with the zips and mattress
And I'll double up, turn your zips to caches
Dope fiend party here, and the guests is ashes
Don't worry if I'm strapped, just know I'm stashing
Like you hard, just know I'm packing
Think about it, I'm clean as napkins
When I first got caught, it was the greed I'm having
You thought if you lied, you would win like Madden
Then run like Darren McFadden, this is not just rapping
Real Plexxx is when you pass off asses
When you catch him in the bar and you take his glasses
Thought I was a nerd 'til I showed them acid
Not talking 'bout the drug, but I left them gasping
Real Plexxx is when you not a coward
When you live your own life, and your dreams is power
Even though you're not fresh, I believe the shower
Any rap nigga want it, best believe I'll devour
Yeah, let's play the game of robbers
When your bro mask up and he hold them choppers
And you can't bitch out cause he know your mama
And mama didn't raise no bitch, we bring that drama
No goat, but I'll bring that llama
Put a nigga in the dirt like Mexican bombers
Yeah, that's puto loco
What you need, ese? Bitch, I need that coco
Been up two days and I'm off that robo
I don't wanna see the pigs, I don't fuck with popo
Dude asked me if I fuck with popo
That's like asking me if I'm a homo
Like two wrongs, that's a no-no
Can't stop, so I guess I'll go-go
And no I don't dance, but I get lap dances
I make her run court for the boss like Steve Francis
Yeah, yes, I'm the king
I got it tatted on my neck so your boss could see
Got it tatted on my throat so your bitch could see
Brangdang, just drip, so I been the sea
You're just sick, but I been diseased
Do your girl got milk? Cause I need the cheese
Plus stack away dope for the legal fees
Ho tried to sue me, that's the day they plead
Tried to fuck me, that's the day they bleed
But above that ignorant shit
I'm in the country club, with a bottle of juice
A bird in the glass, that's a bottle of Goose
Cost 35 G's just to get in the booth
Niggas praying to the God, cause they know I'm the truth
Mixing rap with reality, it's fact with the fiction
Act with precision, the MAC what I'm spitting
Take you ten years just to stack what I'm getting, young boy
Yeah, young bitch, man, 6 Kiss mixtape
Take that mask off, you can't rap what I'm living
Try to take that, send your back on a mission
Leave his head cracked with his face all missing
You don't even care, but your girl really miss him
Pay cash down for a show, just to kiss him
Get a little head, cause the game too consistent
No assisting, riding tints, I'm weeded
With mic I beat it, cause the case I beat it
And her face, I beaded, put my back against the wall
Best believe I squeeze it, like the drink
You niggas playing with Visas, I'm in Monticello
Feeling pure, eating pizza
Don't like rappers, don't like suckers
Don't like snitches, don't like busters
Spit a couple rhymes, cause my mind like a toaster
Get a little hot with the bread, I'll toast ya, nigga

"Realist Bitch Alive"

"Realist Bitch Alive"


[Intro:]
Man this the real shit
This the only real motherfucker you want to hear on this man
Like I said when I get on these beats they be done RIP

[Verse:]
I don't stay schemin
I stay with the demons
Stay bringing hell
There's gone be problems this season
If you niggas don't pass it
I don't want to play even
Even though I got honor
Honor don't stop drama
So I'm strapped up
Even put in my pajamas
Take 'em up top and feed em to the piranhas
You niggas all fake that's word to Obama
... It's Lil B... (yes)
But I give you niggas 20 shots
They fuck with the basedgod
They love me like 2Pac
I'm from the hood so the roof drop
I'm starving like Africans
The gun that I tote you won't come back again
Niggas love clothes that's why they stay on t-shirts
I almost murdered last year the stress got my knees hurting
I damn near got an ulcer from the closeup
Back 'em like coke up
Direct 'em like a chauffeur
Put this on your tongue
We gone hit the boss station
Already took a case
Alameda not playing
If you choke your thug route
Do your time and do whatever
Like rehabilitation jail made me better
Facing 36 made me feel like whatever
When I bounce back from that ain't know one better
It was a murderers, it was a rapist sitting beside me
Had to step my life up cause jail wouldn't defy me
Your a grown ass man why you on ankle monitor boy
Man you think that shit cool, that's just too much drama
And I keep the gun close like tools to a farmer
Got my bulletproof vest bitch I stay with the armor
And I don't give a fuck about karma
You gone get dealt with
Leave you dead in yo house
And nobody even smell shit
I fuck with them st killas
That will leave you on yo back
No jetskis nigga Lil B back
And I'll hit you with the mack
Leave yo ass flat
Basedworld: Protect Lil B Protect Basedgod

[Outro:]
History Number 1 Bitch Mixtape Fuck 'em
(Realist shit alive) Yeah (The realist shit alive) I ain't riding for no niggas bruh (Look up to it in my eye) Nah I ain't riding for my niggas bruh (You can see it in my eyes) Nah I'm finna riding for myself nigga (The realist shit alive) Uh I got that pistol in my right hand (You can see it in my eyes) Yeah I got that pistol in my left hand Uh I'm taking penitentiary chances These niggas Fuck 'em Give me advances Fuck 'em Fuck 'em I said (You can see it in my eyes nigga) Fuck 'em Fuck 'em (You can see it in my eyes nigga) Fuck 'em BOW BOW Fuck 'em Fuck 'em Fuck 'em (I'm the coolest nigga alive nigga) taking penitentiary chances (You can see it in my eyes) Fuck 'em Fuck 'em Fuck 'em Fuck 'em Fuck 'em Aye but y'all for real stay positive though You know on a real note man All my youthful fans and everybody like listening Regardless You can hear me on this motherfucker talking that murder but just know (Realist nigga alive) That that's not the right thing to you know be talkin alive Because we all got partners dying daily, daily And that shit ain't funny But Like I said man This what motherfuckers be around I done made, like, you know... And still in it right now, still in the jungle bitch That's why you rap niggas y'all funny to me Y'all all now all the sudden trying to be regular now And show how real y'all is After I done came out After I done changed the game After I took over the game last year and did it You see everybody got they Lil b swag now I respect it Yeah But you damn sure gone check it You feel me Aye man this that Number one bitch mixtape You know Basedworld really getting me You feel me Niggas think this a game Fuck 'em

"Red Eye Dog"

"Red Eye Dog"


I'm just a red eyed dog, you feel me?
It's like I say - you feel me?
Shouts out to my main, Gucci Mane, you feel me - OJ, you feel me?

I'm just a red eyed dog
Smokin' on that Kush
Smokin' on that Bubbly
Smokin' on that Grape, bitch
Hundred Thousand, I'm on one

I'm just a red eyed dog
Red eyed dog
Red eyed dog
Man, I'm just a dog like I'm Gucci Mane but I'm red eyed
Blessed, I am so Based
I'm finna hit - hit the sky
Oh my God, get ready for the ride
Oh my God, get ready for the drive
Cause this gonna be a long one
Cause I'm Red Eyed, Red Eyed, Red Eyed, Red Eyed

Yeah, I'm just a dog
Red Eyed Dog
I'm just a dog
Red Eyed Dog
Yeah
Yeah
I'm just a dog
Shouts out to Gucci Mane
I'm just a dog
Hundred Million
Playin' with them Red Eyed
Sank Eyed
Game Eyed
Got eyes on my back
Watchin' you
Watchin' game
Keepin' game
Have this motherfuckers like the rain
Fallin' on the ground

Yeah, I said the game is so crazy

I'm just a Red Eyed Dog
Red Eyed Dog in the f-

"Red Flame"

"Red Flame"


Red Flame bitch, Lil b nigga 7th street bitch
Yea you know what the fuck it is man I'm back
Go download that blue flame mothafucking mixtape nigga the realest in this bitch
Give a fuck what these niggas talking bout bruh
I give a fuck bout what the rich niggas talk about
What the broke niggas talking bout
Lil b in this mother fucker swaged to the 800 bruh

Niggas think they can use me for promo
As a no go I slide through fodo
I got a pistol on my side, like the popo
For sure niggas mad at me, things change bruh
Feeling changed to, that's the game bruh
I ain't gonna ever be the same
Its on my damn grave
I've have seen some real shit, at my damn age
You be dancing with the devil on the damn stage
Politics like phone calls, we out of range
Niggas treat me different now that I'm super famous
Take a note from your broke, rip of the pages
Real goon covered up, I don't do the faces nigga