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Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big 00:24
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 00:30
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish 00:36
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this? 00:41
Tryna walk to school, get your jaw socked 00:47
Tryna pump your gas, get your car shot 00:49
Large profit margin on the long shots 00:53
'Cause young niggas rarely make it off of our block 00:55
Night time, locs on 00:58
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home 01:01
High school, didn't go 01:04
Couldn't understand my plan, now you niggas know 01:07
Self-made, well-paid 01:10
I'm from where they tell you never touch the shell case 01:12
I'm from where they teach you never trust a pale face 01:15
Let's talk bangin', I can tell you 'bout a field race 01:18
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 01:21
Night time, locs on 01:26
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home 01:30
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big 01:32
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 01:38
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish 01:44
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this? 01:49
Sold-out shows that's a door split 01:56
Niggas ain't show up, that's a forfeit 01:58
Left my record label, just got more rich 02:01
I switched it up, that's me singin' on the chorus 02:03
But still I spit bars so gutter 02:06
Drive cars, no stutter, top floor, no clutter 02:09
Hardwood floors though 02:14
White wall, that's where my awards go 02:15
Runnin' from the law 'til they foreclose 02:18
Sit with myself when them doors close 02:21
Sometimes I got a question, only Lord knows 02:23
What I'm doing out in Copenhagen spendin' euros? 02:26
Night time, locs on 02:30
Do it big, nigga, 'til my Locs home 02:33
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 02:35
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big 02:41
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 02:47
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish 02:52
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this? 02:58
03:05
If I could stay in this moment, I would, forever 03:15
If I could live in this moment, said I would, forever 03:27
03:41
Real shit, real shit 03:50
03:53
Yeah, yeah 03:59
If I could give you the stars, baby, I would 04:01
Wanna last to share in this moment, baby, this moment 04:12
And I would give you the stars, baby, I would 04:24
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big 04:35
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this 04:41
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish 04:47
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this? 04:52
04:59
Yeah 05:06
I’m gonna put my right hand to God, shine on these bloods stay on my job, grind with my squad 05:54
100 racks in my car, no license at all, no ten on that thing 06:00
Thats how we ball all these fuck niggas flucc succas and frauds 06:05
My circle so small ,stick to my strip and just book 06:07
First I pick up my bitch and we shut down the mall 06:12
Had to pick up the tint ,she tried to pay for it all 06:15
Break some yak with my plate ,garlic noodles and steak 06:18
Bouncing out the ballet ,with all these tats on my face 06:22
People lookin like hey ,black niggas stay in yo place 06:28
But it's some shit they gon think and it's some shit they gon say 06:32
Time to ear brick from my aidz 06:36
See that music my fate ,switched it up From out my truck 06:38
Went to the top of my state ,and I'm versachi My waist 06:43
Ike tupac in this hay grind Williams town built this our money estate wooh 06:47

Real Big – English Lyrics

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Lyrics & Translation

[English]
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this?
Tryna walk to school, get your jaw socked
Tryna pump your gas, get your car shot
Large profit margin on the long shots
'Cause young niggas rarely make it off of our block
Night time, locs on
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
High school, didn't go
Couldn't understand my plan, now you niggas know
Self-made, well-paid
I'm from where they tell you never touch the shell case
I'm from where they teach you never trust a pale face
Let's talk bangin', I can tell you 'bout a field race
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on
Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this?
Sold-out shows that's a door split
Niggas ain't show up, that's a forfeit
Left my record label, just got more rich
I switched it up, that's me singin' on the chorus
But still I spit bars so gutter
Drive cars, no stutter, top floor, no clutter
Hardwood floors though
White wall, that's where my awards go
Runnin' from the law 'til they foreclose
Sit with myself when them doors close
Sometimes I got a question, only Lord knows
What I'm doing out in Copenhagen spendin' euros?
Night time, locs on
Do it big, nigga, 'til my Locs home
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this?
...
If I could stay in this moment, I would, forever
If I could live in this moment, said I would, forever
...
Real shit, real shit
...
Yeah, yeah
If I could give you the stars, baby, I would
Wanna last to share in this moment, baby, this moment
And I would give you the stars, baby, I would
Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big
Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this
Night time, locs on, can't even see the stars, but we still wish
Real shit, real shit, who would ever thought that we would build this?
...
Yeah
I’m gonna put my right hand to God, shine on these bloods stay on my job, grind with my squad
100 racks in my car, no license at all, no ten on that thing
Thats how we ball all these fuck niggas flucc succas and frauds
My circle so small ,stick to my strip and just book
First I pick up my bitch and we shut down the mall
Had to pick up the tint ,she tried to pay for it all
Break some yak with my plate ,garlic noodles and steak
Bouncing out the ballet ,with all these tats on my face
People lookin like hey ,black niggas stay in yo place
But it's some shit they gon think and it's some shit they gon say
Time to ear brick from my aidz
See that music my fate ,switched it up From out my truck
Went to the top of my state ,and I'm versachi My waist
Ike tupac in this hay grind Williams town built this our money estate wooh

Key Vocabulary

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Vocabulary Meanings

build

/bɪld/

A2
  • verb
  • - to construct or create something

wish

/wɪʃ/

A1
  • verb
  • - to want something that cannot or may not happen

profit

/ˈprɒfɪt/

B1
  • noun
  • - money gained from business or investment

margin

/ˈmɑːrdʒɪn/

B2
  • noun
  • - the amount of money or profit left after costs

self-made

/ˌselfˈmeɪd/

B1
  • adjective
  • - having become successful or rich by one's own efforts

grind

/ɡraɪnd/

B1
  • verb
  • - to work hard or persistently

forfeit

/ˈfɔːrfɪt/

B2
  • verb
  • - to lose or give up something as a penalty

gutter

/ˈɡʌtər/

B1
  • noun
  • - a low or poor condition

stutter

/ˈstʌtər/

B1
  • verb
  • - to speak with difficulty, repeating sounds

clutter

/ˈklʌtər/

B1
  • noun
  • - a crowded or messy state

foreclose

/fɔːrˈkləʊz/

C1
  • verb
  • - to take possession of a property due to failure to pay a mortgage

squad

/skwɒd/

A2
  • noun
  • - a small group of people working together

ballet

/ˈbæleɪ/

B1
  • noun
  • - a form of dance performance

versace

/vərˈsɑːtʃi/

B2
  • noun
  • - a luxury fashion brand

estate

/ɪˈsteɪt/

B1
  • noun
  • - a large property or area of land

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Key Grammar Structures

  • Real big, real big, I knew one day I would do it real big

    ➔ Future in the past (would + infinitive)

    ➔ The verb *"would"* shows an action that was imagined in the past: *"I knew … I **would** do it"*.

  • Real shit, real shit, I know all my real niggas feel this

    ➔ Simple present + that‑clause (that omitted)

    ➔ The verb *"know"* is followed by a clause that would normally start with *"that"*: *"I know **that** all my real niggas feel this"*.

  • If I could stay in this moment, I would, forever

    ➔ Second conditional (if + could, would + base verb)

    ➔ The clause *"If I could stay…"* uses the modal *"could"* to express an unreal possibility, and *"I would"* shows the imagined result.

  • Let's talk bangin', I can tell you 'bout a field race

    ➔ Imperative with "let's" + modal verb "can" + infinitive

    "Let's" (let us) invites the listener to join: *"Let's **talk**"*. The speaker then uses *"can"* to express ability: *"I **can tell** you"*.

  • I’m from where they tell you never touch the shell case

    ➔ Relative clause with "where" + reported speech (tell + you + infinitive)

    ➔ The clause *"where they tell you **never touch** the shell case"* uses *"where"* to refer to a place, and *"tell you"* introduces reported speech with the infinitive *"never touch"*.

  • I switched it up, that's me singin' on the chorus

    ➔ Demonstrative pronoun + verb "be" + gerund (that's me + verb‑ing)

    ➔ The structure *"that's me **singin'**"* uses the pronoun *"that"* + *"is"* + a gerund to identify the speaker’s role.

  • I’m gonna put my right hand to God, shine on these bloods stay on my job

    ➔ Future intention with "going to" (gonna) + base verb

    ➔ The contraction *"gonna"* stands for *"going to"* and shows a plan: *"I **gonna put** my right hand to God"*.

  • What I'm doing out in Copenhagen spendin' euros?

    ➔ Present continuous (am + -ing) + informal gerund "spendin'" as a tag question

    ➔ The speaker uses *"I'm doing"* (present continuous) and adds *"spendin' euros?"* as a colloquial tag question, meaning *"...and I'm spending euros, right?"*.