Real Street OG 2.mp3
Said me and my nigga been got to the loot
If the feds pull up then you know what to do
Got some real fucking killer
Yeah the jacking your crew
If you ain't smoking za then I can't fuck with u
Pulling on them fucking triggers
Me and my niggas yeah we gorillas
And we knocking down your door
Like everybody on the floor
Bitch I'm so high that I can sore
Fuck it bitch yeah we pour a 4
Like I can really up the score
Do it till there nobody left anymore
Cuz we really built for war
Real street nigga to the core
Your bitch fuck with me cuz I bought her Dior
Guns blazing when I enter the store
At the
But i ain't playing no more
Bring the 8 ball out let's do some line
She loves my fashion
She loves my designs
In the night I'm on lean in the morning I sip wine
I said i wanted her milkies on my face
She said epq you way too bold
But she let me hit
Cuz don't want to see herself grow old
I put some diamonds on her neck and put diamonds on her toes
Now she change the weather cuz she claims the jewelry too cold
But since you left girl, I've been good
Got lex rolling 3.5 all up in wood
Don't act tuff on me dawg
I know that you ain't hood
I don't repeat my self so I hope you understood
Let me make it very clear
Got this ak 47 with extended magazine
Ima up and leave it ringing in yo mf ear
We sum savages
Make their mama shed a fucking tear
Don't tell me "we for life if you gonna leave when i ima cheat"
I ain't shit what's knew
Homie I'm for the streets
Meat is what she eats
My baby's all pretty and they be acting too sweet
If the feds pull up then you know what to do
Got some real fucking killer
Yeah the jacking your crew
If you ain't smoking za then I can't fuck with u
Pulling on them fucking triggers
Me and my niggas yeah we gorillas
And we knocking down your door
Like everybody on the floor
Bitch I'm so high that I can sore
Fuck it bitch yeah we pour a 4
Like I can really up the score
Do it till there nobody left anymore
Cuz we really built for war
Real street nigga to the core
Your bitch fuck with me cuz I bought her Dior
Guns blazing when I enter the store
At the
But i ain't playing no more
Bring the 8 ball out let's do some line
She loves my fashion
She loves my designs
In the night I'm on lean in the morning I sip wine
I said i wanted her milkies on my face
She said epq you way too bold
But she let me hit
Cuz don't want to see herself grow old
I put some diamonds on her neck and put diamonds on her toes
Now she change the weather cuz she claims the jewelry too cold
But since you left girl, I've been good
Got lex rolling 3.5 all up in wood
Don't act tuff on me dawg
I know that you ain't hood
I don't repeat my self so I hope you understood
Let me make it very clear
Got this ak 47 with extended magazine
Ima up and leave it ringing in yo mf ear
We sum savages
Make their mama shed a fucking tear
Don't tell me "we for life if you gonna leave when i ima cheat"
I ain't shit what's knew
Homie I'm for the streets
Meat is what she eats
My baby's all pretty and they be acting too sweet
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Writer(s): Alex Ortiz
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