Lyrics:
quicker
Than all white shoes
Right, I look at niggas like food
Or look at niggas like fools
Shit, if I don’t sell a brick in a day
My whole night’s screwed
[Hook - 2x]
You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real
You niggaz ain't real, that's real
[Big Tuck]
You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that
talkin bout
Now I'm signing big deals I'm important (I'm important)
Real name Randy ain't no Orton (Ain't no Orton)
Quarter mill on my neck is icy froasty
real with it A broken nose and your blessed coming toes it froze I found a cof -fucking -wit n****s that screwed with it Them all for your so big so deep
lay
And your automobile is gettin sprayed on the real
Fuck the drive by shootin and them public affairs
We ain't wastin no bullets bitch we know where
of the apes
Niggas get hit every day
We pull up on opps, circle the block, out of the way
We pull up with Glocks, click, pow, right in they face
Real
a dawg Blood
Put dat on chill and dem'
We da' real in nem'
Ape time shine
chrome glittering...
Glistening...Sizzle'n
Hot big vitalin's
BagBoyz ran it up
times, puff puff pass
Big Snoop, big Daz young Gotti, get it Gotti
Somebody in here smellin like hot karate
And that’s the way you comin up in this
No
to car lot...
Beemer or Benz, Benz they better...
Hell of options when pockets in big knots...
Get it while you can by any means & nonstop...
Big Bags,
shit
Real killaz in my click, give 2 fucks about you tricks
I got dead people in my pocket, wit that Rocket under my fit
I stay fresh head to the kicks,
TLC vibes way it creep up on em
And never in second I got the lead up on em
Laboratory in my corner that's our thing
We click like Cosa Nostra
No limit
greedy, gimme what chu got or get shot
I, need about a million dollars to chill
And get ride of these clowns
And showcase the real
Show these hoe casing
might see you there, tell them free cards today. I say you, I say chop and screw, just leave this shit like out the roof
Ooh, just like you be holding up
forgot about you dog, everyday I ride
Everyday of the year, right by your side
Better believe, I'm keeping your name alive
And that's on the click
ass already on the ground
Gotta share your PC with your daddy
Watch him put a PVC pipe up your mommy
So much gay porn you screwed up your sex drive
bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
want to test my
him
I'm feeling vacated by destiny
Wish I was in the wind like him
He took me to the Kappa for the first time
Plus the car show
Late night ripping up
over gray
Staying ready for the pistol play, it's be best not to fuck with Trae
Cause we Screwed Up Click thug niggaz, we push and we shove niggaz
a white cup it gotta be the barre
Blue, black, or red don't touch my car
Screwed Up Click is who we are
25 lighters like D.M.D
20 inch rims on GMC's
Space
shit, what are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from comin up
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black owned
that's real love
I ain't never changin' up, yeah
If I like you, you lucky
I'ma change your whole life like it's nothin'
Girl, I know not to stall
Got some real big goals I gotta grind for I can't just talk I gotta go get it
I was dreamin' wishin' I was whipin' round that hellcat
I was feelin'
nature to keep Robin like Givens
For real doe, bring your steel bro'
Kill or be killed jerk - you don't know
So that leaves ya screwed like a dildo
I
her
Mascara on my zipper, then twist and flip her
Hit her like a babysitter watchin' a motion picture
Niggas think she's a stripper by her hips
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