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letra de for tha real - haloo!

[intro] (haloo!)
(woah, woah, woah,(hahaha) woah, woahhh, woah woah!)

[chorus] (haloo!)
f-ck it, i thought you were different
i pour me the wock, and i pour me the tris
and i keep me 2 bands when i walk in that b-tch
and its crazy how n-ggas always talk that sh-t
ain’t it crazy how n-ggas really ain’t bout sh-t
ya n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t
ya n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t
that n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t!
i thought we was there for each other
f-ck it, im makin the money
f-ck it i count up (i count up!)
f-ck it i count up the hunnids (the hunnids)
i count up the muhf-ckin benjamins!
i thought we was there for each other man!
hop in the whip its a muhf-ckin lamb’
ball with my “mudd brothers” til the end
yea, we got drums like a band (band)
sippin’ that wock n-ggas call me “kan” (kan!)
this for the “real n-ggas” til the end (end)
and if you a real n-gga better stand up

[verse] (mezzy)
better stand, better stand up
if you try to play up in this b-tch, swear to god we gone send him up
ive been fightin’ through pills and sh-t everyday
i tell these n-ggas “get the f-ck out my face” because i gotta go make a way
you must be dumb than a b-tch, you think we gone fight, im clutchin this drac’
you play in this b-tch, i bet you get baked
the withdrawals comin’ in, comin’ in comin i swear to god, they is for my hate
you know i get money every single day
i have him runnin, tell him “c,mere!” b-tch i feel like im “jace!”
im not gone stand down in this b-tch, yea you get put up right up in ya place
whats on his head?, n-gga its a k
i get the drank, im pourin a liter
im sendin them bullets, he catch like receiver
thats my b-tch, she a diva

(hahaha) [chorus] (haloo!)
f-ck it, i thought you were different
i pour me the wock, and i pour me the tris
i keep me 2 bands when i walk in that b-tch
and its crazy how n-ggas always that sh-t
ain’t it crazy how n-ggas really ain’t bout sh-t
ya n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t
ya n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t
that n-gga a bum, he not doin’ sh-t!
i thought we was there for each other
f-ck it, im makin the money
f-ck it i count up (i count up!)
f-ck it i count up the hunnids (the hunnids)
i count up the muhf-ckin benjamins!
i thought we was there for each other man!
hop in the whip its a muhf-ckin lamb’
ball with my “mudd brothers” til the end
yea, we got drums like a band (band)
sippin’ that wock n-ggas call me “kan” (kan!)
this for the “real n-ggas” til the end (end)
if you a real n-gga better stand up

- haloo

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