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Real Nigga Shit

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[Verse 1] Niggas better chill H check more Bills then Hillary Stack buns for the war, tote heavy artillery I never let a bitch or a bitch nigga get to me My niggas blow big instruments like a symphony Sliding in the (?) thang with whoppers like Burger King Dressed up like a bum, rocked up on you hit you close-range Bend a sucka bend, turn yo block into a murder scene 50 cal got me heavy handed like Butterbean It melt soon as it hit the pipe that's butter cream Sunday i'm bagging up grams with a triple beam Monday the hoes trick-or-treat no Halloween Tuesday i'm trapping out the house till my phone ring No wedding ring too young for a wife man But maybe we can get the kind of cake with the icing Cause i'm riding dirty in the whip no license Still on call on the late night tip Click clack the dice, throw my guap on the pavement Get charged a late fee slow motion on my pavement Cook you like Cage and I only fuck with made men They thought it was an accident, it really was a paid hit Welcome to the Ice where I make a knock pay debt Smack every bank in the town with a blank check The money falling out the sky like a rain check I smoke Grandad, no Train Wreck No jamming with this Tech in the hands of Hi-Def Bullets flying east and west dissecting chests Sipping on the best Prometh on my breath Nodding out kissing on what I got left Ice City island nights niggas know what i'm repping Freeze a sucka on sight with them deuce-deuce treces You ain't MOB pussy, don't even front I know you fake cause I fuck with real niggas where you from The Ice got him spooked now you just a house nigga See we bang hats nigga i'm just a young cap peeler Fill up a hundred shoe boxes stack scrilla Take the work all cross country and tax niggas 3 phillies and a Sprite when I go in the hood store (?) old souls, just me and my hood folk Don't know if I'll see tomorrow ima knock on wood though Gotta be around to teach my daughter things that she should know [Outro] The streets got me going Loco I knock my partner down for 14 kicks like Alpo Get rained on if you ain't with issue Aim too accurate i'm guaranteed to clip you Real nigga shit can't breathe around a fake bitch Baker man accumulate dough like cake mix Young N Restless getting guap till i'm retired Catch me up early fresh off an all nighter
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