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letra de real (remix) - robin banks

[intro]
free my gang
w-ss gang
robin banks
ohh
ohh ohh ohh
yea
no cheddar
he a go getter
yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah

[hook]
alotta n-gg-s wanna murk me
so i’m right around dirty
k!llas all around me
but my glock is holding 30
told mama i’m goin’ ot
i’m goin’ hooya don’t worry
i gotta get these bands
ain’t no one get em’ for me
so cold in these streets
that trip won’t give me heat
i one quiet i move in streets
i movin’ wild, i’m movin’ heat
i’m just tryna make it before they get me
but it feel like my city just won’t let me

[verse 1]
police shuttin’ down my shows
promoters gettin’ paranoid
i say we sum cool n-gg-s
they say we sum bad boys
all i hangs wit trap n-gg-s
all i hangs wit jack boys
bare face no mask boy
it’s your life not your packs boy
shoot like stephen curry
but i’m ballin’ like lebron tho
free bro numba 30
and free up big huncho
slime img utm
if you see me them you see them
my woodsy n-gg-s sos
my jungle n-gg-s sef
everybody tellin’ me to leave these n-gg-s
like robin banks he don’t need these n-gg-s
you must be crazy
you must be crazy
tell my blood bros yea i beat these n-gg-

[verse 2]
hold on ya grind
abba he don’t know me
he was never there
a typical mother story
surrounded by fake people
i wish somebody told me
r.i.p. to my old me
i’m always by my lonely
only rockin’ wit my crodies
i remember my ball days
now i’m gettin’ rich out them hallways
used rock at hidin’
now it’s balmains for the hard days
“i’m a real n-gg-”
yea n-gg- that what they all say
yea n-gg- that what they all say
you riding’ under the influence
hit you wit a dui
i’m just tryna get h-lla rich
you pree me
you pree why?
when the strap blam he gotta go
our a n-gg- [?] to john doe

- robin banks

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