Shanghai

On the real, n-, I'm a real n-, I run around with them real n-
Got real sons, I need a real sitter, when I leave n-, they get real bitter
On the real, n-, I'm a real n-
I run around with them real n-

Roll up on ya
Ro-ro-roll up on ya
Roll up on ya (yo, yo)
Ro-ro-ro-ro-roll up on ya

E-e-eight mil' on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string
Ain't f- wit' you b- n- and that's real rap, but I do sing
Make room when I come by, ain't speakin', I'm dumb high
Just heard n- got jokes, it's a matter of time before one die

'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
N- know if they talk slick, that I'm winter fresh, they'll get chewed out
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
N- know if they talk slick, that I'm winter fresh, they'll get chewed out (uh)

This sh- ain't regular rich (uh), so they end up in a ditch (uh)
I'm not a regular b-, so when n- see me, they jump on my d- (uh)
He not a regular shooter (uh), so when you see me, salute her (uh)
Ain't got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some n- from Cuba (uh)

On the real, n-, I'm a real n-, I run around with them real n-
Got real sons, I need a real sitter, when I leave n-, they get real bitter
On the real, n-, I'm a real n-
I run around with them real n-

Roll up on ya
Ro-ro-roll up on ya
Roll up on ya
Ro-ro-ro-ro-roll up on ya

Yo, ask Jay who he married, eighty thousand in Paris
Stadiums with Queen B and that selfie got 'em aggy
These-these b- is light-weight, I-I'm always at fight-weight
Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through that Tri-State

'Cause them boys out and them toys out, still bangin' that noise out
You could get it in the wintertime or that May weather like Floyd's out
'Cause them boys out and them toys out, still bangin' that noise out
You-you could get it in the wintertime or that May weather like Floyd's out (uh)

All of these b- in pocket (uh), I'm 'bout to make a deposit (uh)
Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip as long as your house is the size of my closet (uh)
Anybody I call, they picks up (uh), even if they was gettin' they d- (uh)
These n- don't make a mix-up, tell 'em n- go step they bricks up
Tell 'em n- go step they bricks up
(Tell 'em n- go step they bricks up)

On the real, n-, I'm a real n-, I run around with them real n-
Got real sons, I need a real sitter, when I leave n-, they get real bitter
On the real, n-, I'm a real n-
I run around with them real n-

Roll up on ya
Ro-ro-roll up on ya
Roll up on ya
Ro-ro-ro-ro-roll up on ya

When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
When we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai, kyuh
When we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai, kyuh



Credits
Writer(s): Robert V. Sample, Onika Tanya Maraj, Deshawn Kennedy, Christian Ward, Steven Pugh, Stephen Hacker, Irvin Devine Whitlow
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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