Lyrics:
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
and we’ll dance
When i open the door, it’s real nice
Cause it’s you and that’s the real prize
Then i sit in the dark and replay
Rewind to those really free
(young dawg)
Keep it real with yourself if nobody else (nobody else)
You the realest nigga breathing if I hold my breath
Drink all night (drink all
("It's the real")
("Conversatin' like some raw pimps sportin' the minks")
Rhymes take flight, gods get tight, it's serious
("You know and I know")
of a regular cell when he woke up high in collectible hell, boom town kid who was taught by the binge that a man who expire with the most shit win, that's warpy
the bad bitches real niggas holler when we enter
Sky-Dweller looking like chilly in the winter
Twelve gauge Mossberg, that bitch look like a chopper
If
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
new shades
I don't see none of y'all talking about some new J's
This is that Prada, property, properly
When I hit Saks Fifth it looks like a robbery
I recognize I gotta watch for my surroundings
Your life sound good that's how it's sounding
The hate to real got this fake shit all around me
Damn
I
whore throughout these industries
You spent
Diseased by the time you're 53
Before it get repetitive
Take a chance
Don't be scared of the cards
the trigger ayy
Girl I'm knocking
At yo front door
Got me waiting now I'm pulled off by the road side
When you lonely
Baby call me
I'm gon' pull up and I'm
miss my guys (Man I miss my guys)
And when they lookin down (And when they lookin' down)
I know they real proud
I get that money so I'm gonna spend it
I
Kids say that they are, but they not grown
Its real, I kill raps like murder in the first
So chill, I'll pull up to the yo' in a hearse
Dont make me
Tell lil baby bend it over
Make her take this dick
Told her when she eat this dick
Bitch you bet not spit
Im a million dollar nigga
Better eat these kids
Wake up it's time to go get it yeah
Get to the bread and then flip it yeah
When I go back to my city yeah
Make sure my windows is tinted yeah
Wake up
"Is he
Really human or is he a robot?"
Because when I'm on the microphone nobod-
why does the things that I do
My voice will guide you
Once you hear it
"Is he
Really human or is he a robot?"
Because when I'm on the microphone nobod-
why does the things that I do
My voice will guide you
Once you hear it
a pastor, but he was confessing
Ratted on his crew, now I know their moves, it's depressing
Hey the grind too easy, when I'm good at what I do
Make all this
of humour but I don't play round (Uh uh)
Even when they pull their guns, I never lay down (Never)
I treasure life cause it's all that we given
I might get
they know we for real
Investigations niggas hating everyday it's something else
Speculation no debating man I did this by myself
When I didn't have it
I got the crazy contell
And when them hoes see me they be straight holla real
When I don't get ahigh-five I just throw up that peace sign
And go bout
So I could tell you about it
I knew it when I stole her book from a box full
That was taken away
By our new landlord
I stayed up all night reading
Will you tell me once again
How we're gonna be just friends?
If you're for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me
When my
Will you tell me once again
How we're gonna be just friends?
If you're for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me
When my
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