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letra de really do it - damjonboi

[intro]
yeah
yeah
d-mn, e this a cl-ssic
east side n-gg-
seven mile n-gg-
f-ck a squad sh-t n-gg-, that gang sh-t, that 48205 sh-t n-gg-
h-town, red zone, 48205 the long way n-gg-
gang, squad
sb till the world blow
free ball, n-gg-
ay cash f-ck these n-gg-s
rest in peace t-boz n-gg-, rest in peace sleaze, n-gg-
k!lla let me hit that weed
ay

[verse 1]
five hundred dollars for a motherf-ckin’ hoodie
yo’ man’s in the club by his self, i smell p-ssy
gang in this b-tch n-gg- all you smell is cookie
them percs got a n-gg- on the edge so don’t push me
cappin’ -ss n-gg-s must don’t know who they dealin’ with
stump her n-gg- right in front of her mind yo’ business b-tch
michael myers of the rap game i been k!llin’ sh-t
you can go and buy a thousand guns and you still a b-tch
turn some cheese down f-ck your party i ain’t feelin’ it
let her shoot the bag if she run off imma k!ll the b-tch
is you n-gg-s really paying homage or you stealing sh-t
toonman with this motherf-cker i be drillin’ sh-t
we ain’t gotta hit no more licks b-tch i’m straight
you gon’ do what when you see me i can’t wait
n-gg-s sippin drink tryin’ to be sweet but i’m addicted to it
you could have jesus on your tape i won’t listen to it
all that d-ck riding you should let the b-tches do it
barely seen me with the fam i been gettin’ to it
the old me dead and gone somewhere in the sewage
everybody talkin’ bout it but who really do it?

[chorus]
everybody talkin’ bout it but who really do it?
everybody talkin’ bout it but who really do it?

[verse 2]
lemme get it back
i pulled up to eastland just to grab a ‘fit
seen my old hoe she was all on my d-ck
up in fort man blow whippin’ out that sh-t
beats go for five but it’s worth about a brick
them bodies that you say you droppin’ don’t even exist
playin’ with the sh-t gon’ f-ck around and get me rich
i hit his favorite hoe so i know that n-gg- p-ssed
climbin’ up the pole slid down and did the splits
i ordered five bottles no sparklers on my sh-t
and half of these n-gg-s tellin’ lies, switchin’ sides
can’t walk in my bally’s little n-gg- these ain’t your size

[chorus]
everybody talkin’ bout it but who really do it?
everybody talkin’ bout it but who really do it?

- damjonboi

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