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letra de real deal - heembeezy

[intro: heembeezy]
(whatitdoflip)
uh, turn me up
don’t turn me down, folk

[chorus: heembeezy]
i’m with them real deal k!llers, yeah, slimy as the f-ck
hop out, walk him down, k!ll him dead, put him in a blunt
yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha, laughin’ at you f-ck n-ggas
pass that bl!cky to my brodie, he gon’ let off somethin’ different
yeah, i want that f-ck n-gga gone, put a hundred on his dome
i been mixin’ molly with all my lean, i’m booted up, i’m gone

[verse 1: heembeezy & baby drill]
yeah, i ain’t with that f-ck sh-t
watched a b-tch set up my day-one dog, now i won’t trust a b-tch
not at all
i been gone on adderall
n-gga, i don’t get no sleep
my pretty b-tch know how to ball, i put her lil’ ass in a mink
yeah, b-tch, it’s big 4l, everybody strapped down, need drilling fee
all blue hundreds in my jeans
make the b-tch wanna f-ck on me
f-ck raw (baby drill)

[verse 2: baby drill]
ass so fat, walkеd in with a condom, still hit that b-tch raw
walk down with drac’, we clap it up like, “drill just caught an opp”
i got a b-tch that’ll send you a drop for a pack of bubba and rosеs (on gang)
street assassin, you beat a body, the hood look at you chosen (baby drill)
huh, spin on opp blocks, shooter got shot, screamin’, “long live kobe”
mr. hop out with that brrt, that b-tch’ll stop a ford focus
i walk that b-tch boy down
make that draco grrah (grrah), i’m mr. gun ’em down
i got m’s pending, but i’m still on the block like, “twin, let’s gun ’em down”
feel different ’cause i can drop a dub and make ’em spin right now
huh, lego in my stick’ll turn your hood legend into a blunt
all these n-ggas bread to us, toast they ass like they croissants (flame)
flame, i got drac’ on me, baby drill, he come in clutch
aim, i got aim on me, try to duck, i hit his skully
[chorus: heembeezy]
i’m with them real deal k!llers, yeah, slimy as the f-ck
hop out, walk him down, k!ll him dead, put him in a blunt
yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha, laughin’ at you f-ck n-ggas
pass that bl!cky to my brodie, he gon’ let off somethin’ different
yeah, i want that f-ck n-gga gone, put a hundred on his dome
i been mixin’ molly with all my lean, i’m booted up, i’m gone

- heembeezy

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