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letra de real niggas - f1jo

[hook: fly-ty]
real n-ggas i f-ck with ’em, fake n-ggas my guns get ’em
my brother gone, i don’t trust n-ggas
shooter with me, that young n-gga
so what n-gga, i call shots
say it’s beef, then i’m on your block
i’m talking broad day, around four o’ clock
call the cops, the squad late
go hard, i don’t care if i slip up and hit the wrong person
i don’t care, them sh-lls bumping
you can’t take the heat
k!ll mine, you better pray to god your -ss live through the whole week

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
real n-ggas, i f-ck with ’em
you a lame n-gga, can’t f-ck with ’em
you came with them, better fight with them
when i shoot at y’all, you better duck with ’em
i’m a squad n-gga, so my chain icy
car new, and my gun big
b-tch fat with a fake -ss
some fake t-tties, but she bad as sh-t
country n-gga, diamond t–th
country n-gga, big rims
country n-gga, old car with no top i’m a hood star
country n-gga, diamond t–th
country n-gga, big rims
country n-gga, old car with no top i’m a hood star

[hook]

[verse 2: yung joey]
real n-gga, i f-ck with ’em
fake f-ck from around here
f-ck n-gga, don’t f-ck around
f-ck around and get found here
f.l. shoot chopper sh-lls, leave you gooey like pasta sh-lls
look ’em in the eyes, wanna see the same look that my partner had when my partner fell
i’m on one, i got two with me
swaying me, i don’t need a crew with me
me and fly ty in the same whip, busting at n-ggas with the same clip
lame sh-t, don’t condone it
f-ck sh-t, i be on it
bl–dy murder to my enemies, and i slap the sh-t out of opponents
so high, i got jet lag
four-five, and my b-tch bad
kick back like jet li
if i l!ck a shot, you get whip-lashed
i’m still drunk from last night, can’t remember sh-t
asked little mama what’s on her mind, all she remembered is d-ck

[hook]

[verse 3: fred the godson]
real n-ggas, i f-ck with ’em
hoes spar, rosa park
meaning these the n-ggas i’mma bus with
beef ain’t done, who you getting tough with?
plus we play with them choppers, you may try to stop us
one shot go blocka’, on the block got me packa
i can hit ’em on sight, i can hit ’em one night, i can hit ’em two nights
silencers screw type, know what my crew like
big bananas on the hammer, turn into a food fight
fred ? , viva clique
got a couple shooters from puerto rico
but we gotta move it and defend the streets though
they say that i’m the best in the industry, go

[hook]

- f1jo

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