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Ain't no realer than this, I'm as real as it get
I could do what I want 'cause I get in that whip
You gotta watch what you say 'cause they ain't ever do shit
But we 'bout to go, so we tintin' the whip
Two Dracs and a 300B on they rip
They ain't out on the day and night shift, we gon' fish it
Again, I got tricks up my sleeve whenever I bend
If you fall for the bait, then we reelin' 'em in
They ain't lookin' for me 'cause I stay on the bricks
300B in the bag and a Drac' in the dip
Blatt runnin' through 'Rips like he Marshawn Lynch
Tay baggin' everybody, somethin' like the Grinch
I love JR to death 'cause he all for the men
It was a point in my life I had nobody to bend
But Baby opp was with me, that's why I call him my twin
All I need is my brother, had to cut off my friends
I'm Compton with that Drac', down the West with that Blatt
On the South, I got Temp, on the North, I got Hec
I say, "Stop on the corner, let me hop out the 'Raq"
Then we runnin' through P, so we makin' a left
Two 'Rips in thirty seconds, we do it the best
I hate me a nigga that think he a threat
He like, "That was my peoples you shot in the chest"
Why you tellin' me? What, you wanna be next?
Been in the Wicc, Jah, been on my mind
Debate and shot hopped on them young niggas' line
Should've took down that diss, I gave you enough time
Now catch me a chopper, I swear, egg you dyin'
Heard your fitty got took and I'm walkin' with mine
Heard you fuckin' them bitches as long as they 9s
I'm gettin' some push, only time you commitin' a crime
Keep rhymin' 'bout killin', that's predator lyin'
And I know Cam, y'all know Young Slime
Face-to-face with Cam, you see the bitch in his eyes
He got robbed in the Wicc, his bitch ass cried
His man even told me he wasn't tryna slide
Keep rhymin' 'bout Bs, but nobody died
Catch Young Slime, the rest gon' hide
He ain't tryna do nothin' but diss and go live
Shit get dangerous, testin' it wouldn't be wise
Fat Tom, stop lowkey tellin'
Shit run in the family, somethin' like Kevin
Said never shut off the whip, then a young nigga wet 'em
What the fuck is the difference? They still gettin' the message
Why Murk got a gun? He ain't even steppin'
He ain't shake back, start givin' 'em extra
Stop beggin' for his life, need to get it together
My driver was Nick, only reason he livin' a 10
11:31 With the men off the late night
Oh, we in the black truck runnin' through lights
Take a trip out the D because all of us paid, right?
To visit your man, you gotta go to the gravesite
They tried put a bitch on my line that wasn't my type
Why would I fall for the bait? Bitch look like a dyke
The lackin' magician trick you all to a life
Got the Go Puffs sticker on the back of the striker
I'm lookin' for Devin, heard he lookin' for me
Niggas be runnin' they mouth, they ain't tryna run into me
If I'm not in the water, I'm in the back of the V
With a K, fully Drac' and a 300B
I left Shish in the Muwop, layin' in the street
Then caught Shish again in just a few weeks
Hopped out on the corner, he was runnin' from me
The kids even scared of, like, that's Baby D
A lil' bit of homework, now I got niggas' drops
And I really got beef, so I got niggas' hops
That was my man, we was shootin' up blocks
Now I gotta shoot him 'cause he fuck with the opps
We got these big ass guns in this lil' ass car
I got these big ass bullets in this lil' ass chop
I got this big ass clip in this lil' ass Glock
I'll make a big ass scene for that lil' ass watch
Me and Choppa on 10, we cruisin' the city
The shit in our pockets you got in your kidney
Nigga got bought from the block, he was shot with the glizzy
Give a fuck if you tight, you could die with your glizzy
What road we gon' bend? It's kinda too many
Between the North and the South, so we flippin' the pennies
Atlanta on both, so we been in the city
But Greg don't care, he just tryna get dizzy
Take this shit to the South where they Detroit out the lot
Moores Grove been dead, ain't no fours gettin' cracked
Three people dead and a few people shot
Ain't no playin' that block, no more, it's a wrap
Last nigga we caught put holes in his back
He managed to make it 'cause we ran out of shots
That's not how it went, you livin' a lie
You shot in the air just to say you shot back
These scared ass niggas, but you know how it get
Locked in with both sides, wasn't worryin' 'bout shit
Silly sad, pick a side, must've thought I was a bitch
'Til I got in that car and bent both of they 'Rips
Yeah, Big 1K
And we livin' this shit
Livin' this shit