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letra de real smoke - ngeeyl

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[intro]
(ayo shekthisyours)
load ’em up, dawg (we want all the smoke)
(all the smoke)
i got shek in this mothaf-cka with me
(f-ck that, n-gga, i’m tryna wet sh-t)
b-tch, i’m slidin’, n-gga, dyin’ (gang)

[chorus]
ridin’ with the chop, i’m tryna see just what it hittin’ for
we ain’t with that internet sh-t, we want real smoke (real smoke)
hop out with that mothaf-ckin’ cutta and it’s k!llin’ folks (we got cuttas)
he said that he with that gangsta sh-t, i don’t believe that (we got cuttas)
and you know we bleedin’ in this b-tch like we on bleveland (gang-gang)
shawty say a n-gga neck wet, she got seasick
tell that lil’ ho shut up, hit your knees and eat my beef stick (eat this d-ck)
got a bad b-tch who from miami and she some heat, b-tch (eat the d-ck)
send them young n-ggas at your top and they creepin’ (gang-gang)

[verse]
money come before everything, it’s a prefix
these lil’ n-ggas know with that beef sh-t, i eat sh-t
pull up on your block and i sweep, on some beast sh-t
and i heard your baby daddy bought you some lil’ cheap sh-t
cheap-ass diamonds on your wrist, they ain’t dancin’
my young n-ggas crashin’, they pull up on the banshee
hundred-round drum on my choppa, it look fancy
these lil’ n-ggas p-ssy ’cause they know they cannot handle me
ar-15 on your head, it look like dandruff be (i got ar)
these n-ggas, they be talkin’ ’cause they know they cannot damage me
i just painted all up on her face, that’s a masterpiece
and you know i’m ’bout it, ’bout it, b-tch, you can call me master p (gang-gang)

[chorus]
ridin’ with the chop, i’m tryna see just what it hittin’ for
we ain’t with that internet sh-t, we want real smoke (real smoke)
hop out with that mothaf-ckin’ cutta and it’s k!llin’ folks (we got cuttas)
he said that he with that gangsta sh-t, i don’t believe that (we got cuttas)
and you know we bleedin’ in this b-tch like we on bleveland (gang-gang)
shawty say a n-gga neck wet, she got seasick
tell that lil’ ho shut up, hit your knees and eat my beef stick (eat this d-ck)
got a bad b-tch who from miami and she some heat, b-tch (eat the d-ck)
send them young n-ggas at your top and they creepin’ (gang-gang, gang-gang)

[outro]
(ayo shekthisyours)

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