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letra de real one - gunna

[intro]
(run that back, turbo)

[pre-chorus]
i don’t even listen when i talk
all i know is money on the table (money)
these n-ggas coutin’ a boss out (uh-huh)
i don’t see me askin’ for a favor (nah)
comin’ from the bottom of the mountain
i don’t need nothin’ from a label

[chorus]
hey, i’ma real one, yeah
promise we won’t feel nothin’ (won’t feel)
b-tches, we ain’t k!ll none, nah (k!ll)
crack another seal (seal), ice like a pilgrim (ice)
clean another [?]
swallow my children (my children)
had to give her real [?] (uh)

[verse 1]
gun-wunna in matte lamborghini crawlin’ down the [?] (skrt)
wunna season, with a louie mink, with a scarf that’ll match (scarf that’ll match, ya)
rose martini, gunna always drippy, we roll out a mat (drip)
[?] rode with a sick junkie, with a nose full of crack (nose full of)
i’m in cali-o (cali), biscotti and gelato, i smoke it by the o (i smoke it by the o)
she’s a thottie from the party, gives a f-ck about a hoe (gives a f-ck about a hoe)
been a posse, hard body, stayin’ solid, all we know (solid all we know)
who’s a real one who will not leave, they gotta do the most (gotta do the most)
[bridge]
never been made a lot of bread, i gotta make a toast (gotta make a toast)
seen blood shed, seen tears shed and a lot of bullet holes
i’m with nechie-loc, i’m with booka-loc, n-ggas stay ten toes (stay ten toes)
you will never see ’em fold

[chorus]
hey, real one, yeah
promise we won’t feel nothin’ (won’t feel)
b-tches, we ain’t k!ll none, nah (k!ll)
crack another seal (seal), ice like a pilgrim (ice)
clean another [?]
swallow my children (my children)
had to give her real [?] (uh)

[verse 2]
got the six bullet-proof matte trucks sittin’ way in the back (way in the back)
i got slim thick, light skinned b-tch (uh-huh), with a pink coochie cat (pink coochie cat)
yeah, highly blessed, i don’t gotta stress
sip lean to relax (sip lean to relax)
got a lot of d-ck, my bottom b-tch, no strings attached (hey, no strings)
hard to stay low (it’s hard to stay low)
in fuego with the [?], i shop at so-ho (i shop at so-ho)
[?] on rodeo, i cop it by the load (cop it by the load)
on business road, i’m in the sto’, i’m lockin’ down the do’ (lockin’ down the do’)
too many shows, i’m ever home, we always on the go (always on go)
[bridge]
never been made a lot of bread, i gotta make a toast (gotta make a toast)
seen blood shed, seen tears shed and a lot of bullet holes
i’m with nechie-loc, i’m with booka-loc, n-ggas stay ten toes (stay ten toes)
you will never see ’em fold

[pre-chorus]
i don’t even listen when i talk
all i know is money on the table (money)
these n-ggas coutin’ a boss out (uh-huh)
i don’t see me askin’ for a favor (nah)
comin’ from the bottom of the mountain
i don’t need nothin’ from a label

[outro]
huh, i’ma real one

- gunna

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