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letra de real lyfer no flexer - woop & 9lokknine

[verse 1: 9lokknine & woop]
i think i made my other hoes jealous
i let her rock shotty, i don’t know pump, ayy
i’m all about my green, no relish
them n-ggas need to catch up, i’m with mustard
you get whopped ’bout this fetty, no tester
i was posted on the block tryna hustle
nights servin’ out the p, he done bossed up
[?][0:40] get touched up
[?] breakin’ down sh-t, get a [?]
they tried to run him out the bricks, so he dead for ’em
he got a vest, he need a helmet, what your head for?
what i believe in, n-gga, i’ma stand for
you got beef, let me know, put your hands up
matter fact, it ain’t nothin’, n-gga, stand up
tonii boii got extensions on the ar
tryna take nine’s chain, you won’t get far
we got big hot things on the boulevard
i’m posted up, i’ll pull your whole ho card
.40 cal make ’em run a whole forty yards
who he is? don’t give a f-ck, we gon’ bombard
little fake ass chain, no security guard
i put woop in the range, now we goin’ far (woop woop)
make her fetch like a dog, now she goin’ for it
fourth down, want it all, now we goin’ for it
[chorus: woop]
she hop in the whip with the woop, she feel like she special
i hit her and didn’t hit her back, felt like i finessed her
them 7.62s, they chop through a house and a tesla
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
i know that you a big capper, i know that you is a lesson
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
pull up with some sh-t so bad, she make the other hoes get petty

[verse 2: woop]
pull up on a n-gga, two sticks, one of ’em big, one little
both of ’em hold the same bullets, both pointed at the same n-gga
had woop woop the main n-gga, cross his ass like kyrie with the dribble
pretty little b-tch look better, promise if i hit her, she get thicker
we don’t ride drop-top spinners, we ride the solos and rentals
i don’t wanna talk, rather spin ’em, caught in the mix like a blender
we the ones boom-boom-boom, we the ones right at your window
ridin’ in the pucci, two b-tches, it’s a zoovie, this sh-t [?][2:12]
[?] like the lift-up man, fisher like the lift-up man
all i wanna hear is straight grams, wanna hear the pot scr-pe grams
i’m dancin’ with the chop, break a leg, type of sh-t to make ’em breakdance
they say somebody gotta take the l, baby, i ain’t the one, take this

[chorus: woop]
she hop in the whip with the woop, she feel like she special
i hit her and didn’t hit her back, felt like i finessed her
them 7.62s, they chop through a house and a tesla
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
i know that you a big capper, i know that you is a lesson
i’m a real-lifer, no flexer, i’m a real-lifer, no flexer
pull up with some sh-t so bad, she make the other hoes get petty
[outro: 9lokknine]
i don’t even want no pretty b-tch, there ain’t no more lovin’ sh-t
n-ggas know i be bustin’ sh-t, talkin’ run down and dump a b-tch, we don’t owe them sh-t, ayy
we be on that [?] sh-t
you know we be on that slumpin’ sh-t, ayy, oppin’ sh-t
double-o-seven, times two, that’s some fourteen hundred sh-t
now we runnin’ sh-t
seven hundred, b-tch, now we whoopin’ sh-t
call up woop and sh-t
n-ggas know that we oopin’ sh-t
oh, you stupid, b-tch?
i be runnin’ down on ’em, know i be on all that stupid sh-t, on some ruthless sh-t
9lokknine got a tool, got nine other, use a bit
i’ll use it b-tch

- woop 9lokknine

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