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letra de real life - 9000 rondae

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(verse 1: 9000 rondae)
you know how i play it you know what it is
come again if you want them tech’s not for less than 10 n-gg-
heard that lil sh-t you did yeah we let you live
just know you gettin yo sh-t split you try that sh-t again
paranoid i’m catching a plane without no id
ducking fed’s yeah i heard them b-tches they don’t like me
m.i.a. poppin all them perc’s sh-t thats like 3
errytime i touch the airport i get coffee
errybody walking round this b-tch like they know me
he say he gone’ blow me boy you gotta show me
if i’m out in cali or miami b-tch its on me
my hoes hate it when i’m gone cause i leave em lone
its just me and bro tell him do the dash
already caught a gun case so if they catch me thats my -ss
bro sayin “slow down son you movin too fast”
but you didn’t say that sh-t when your son brought you that bag
its kinda sad but its how thats sh-t goes
and them hoes play a role only love you till you broke
and them n-gg-s play along never love you till you gone
and this sh-t real life f-ck a mother f-ckin song lil n-gg-

(chorus)
this real life we ain’t have to write it
when we talking bout that money sh-t theres nothing like it
n-gg- im a king f-ck i look like fightin
i got n-gg-s that’ll do you when i say like simon
(x2)

(verse 2: fmb dz)
n-gg- this my life i ain’t have to write it
my dog caught a case he needs some cheese to fight it
n-gg- i just caught a package it got expedited
n-gg- when i got the load i got so excited
2 hours on the road i just left the pilot
my dog on my line he want that miley cyrus
yeah you know we keep them choppers sh-t who wanna try us
we the truth around this b-tch them other n-gg-s liars
real life we don’t stop b-tch we keep goin’
a n-gg- try dz them choppers start blowin
get a pint crack the seal and don’t stop pourin
street n-gg- b-tch your dumb -ss is in my foreign
caught his -ss on ?????? blew his -ss to ??????
i remember wonderin how now i’m really tourin
im a mother f-ckin boss its the the way i was born
f-ck the b-tch and put her out i left that hoe touring

(chorus)
this real life we ain’t have to write it
when we talking bout that money sh-t theres nothing like it
n-gg- im a king f-ck i look like fightin
i got n-gg-s that’ll do you when i say like simon

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