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letra de real g - queezy_the_gangster

[verse]
i’m sorry i’m blind
i’m sorry i got a lot of stuff on my mind
i’m sorry that i’m focused whether or not i’ll be fined
i’m sorry the schools always saying to “be kind”
with the lyrics i rap
cops called on queezy, no cap
land of diss removed, no gat
just because i spit doesn’t mean i try to act black
just because i’m street doesn’t mean i put on an act
land of diss could’ve gotten me multiple felonies
i’m sorry mom, but maybe this is in queezy’s recipe
i’m hoping suicide will not be the death of me
i’m hoping that i won’t put in a facility
spitting bars is my rapping ability
got the stamina like i got some agility
she wants this d-ck, yea she wants my utility
fighting back against the system, yea i got some hostility
mouth is moving really fast, yea it’s got some mobility
my relationship is strong, bet it’s got some stability
you ain’t fake, oh you wanna be real wit’ me?
her husband is something i’d k!ll to be
the sh-t i be rapping is real so see
my girl ain’t even answering
pull up my sh-t and the window you canceling
you want me to stop all this bantering
she said she’s lost so we began searching
in the bed you know queezy be hammering
with the stick in her hand she be tampering
i call her up and the girls say “don’t answer him”
my d-ck gave her a colonoscopy
ran out of money, b-tch, monopoly
queezy got the opposite of misogyny
queezy fake, that sh-t impossibly
you ain’t funny, got low comedy
imma drink and drive responsibly
she said i’m like an animal, zoology
she want me to finger f-ck so i don’t hurt her
i’m an innocent man, never did no murder
she ate this meat like a hotdog no burger
she moaned “daddy” in my ear bet i heard her
bring her to the bed as if i’m a herder
y’all homies small, y’all be eating gerber
my name is “queezy_the_gangster” i’ll be your server
f-ck that sh-t
east side
never switching up and your b-tch asked me to hit it from the backside
queezy can spit bars but do a g-funk shift, hope you feeling the vibe
a lot of girls like me since i’m blonde hair and blue-eyed
f-cked her on her period she said you going for a bloodride
emo vampire sh-t coming back and i’ll do her on the hillside
i do not like to go fishing but she leaking blood like a shark during high tide
i like mma but ain’t got any money for that ringside
talking bad sh-t lemme flip it to the flip side
still rocking with my band “the forgotten ones”
she be like a stripper that forgot the ones (g.b.)
no diss tracks for now, queezy hasn’t won
spitting bars, i already begun
i’m sorry that i almost got arrested
i’m sorry that taking it down stank more than your breath did (g.k.)
old ladies tits saggin’ more than her dress did
i’m sorry that i also got molested
calm down it was 8 years ago i know you’re very invested
“what’s queezy doing?”
“what’s queezy up to?”
no bodies on the floor that’s only what the rug do
magnifying glasses on this dude, yea i’m sure you suck too! (d.r.)
subliminal hit
you think i don’t know how to get around sh-t
maybe queezy should straighten up a little bit
maybe queezy should f-ck your mom while you knit
maybe queezy should f-ck her and your b-tch
i’m not going to i got my girl and i’ll never switch
got into a rough spot, i’ll admit we got into a niche
but we still going strong y’all ain’t ready for this
i could make a rerelease just change up the words
but my sh-t is expression change it, nah i ain’t got the courage
calling the police over music, how absurd
whoever snitched imma find that lil’ bird
no time for snitches
ain’t got riches
i come from a culture, sag your jeans not your britches
homie got a rebound in the head, homie had to get some stitches
don’t do drugs anymore, my blood has no itches
but i got sensitive nerves and i got some random twitches
white boy from the streets raps better
this ain’t volleyball but that b-tch i had to set her-
down on the bed, ask my about my ex, i wish i never met her
she hurt me and i found somebody better
yea she hurt me and i found somebody wetter
when i went to florida i ate on some gator
goldilocks in my class, guess what i really hate her (j.v.)
school calling the police, i guess the big ones got the haters (d.s.)
pac shot in vegas watching boxing, guess he was one of the raiders
i’m a real one best believe from the boys i don’t taper
she want to relive this moment, so when we f-ck i tape her
her ex a f-cking nuisance, that c-nt even tried to rape her
i stepped into position, that’s my girl, i always save her
me and her are so close you’d think that we were neighbors
mans is tryna be g-y but instead he gave her-
friendship and fake love
m.c. is probably taking fake drugs
my bestie won’t admit it but she’s probably had enough
i’m still rolling with the boys, you know the homies know what’s up

- queezy_the_gangster

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