Lyrics:
and Tyriq caught a beef over some real shit
A fake nigga faked and they killed his clique
Gimme a minute and I'm winnin'
Yo, niggas done did it, rock your
and Tyriq caught a beef over some real shit
A fake nigga faked and they killed his clique
Gimme a minute and I'm winnin'
Yo, niggas done did it, rock your
cold, she never gonna gimme dome
Can't expose, the vices that are taking toll
Heart is worn, beaten by a womans toll
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
Wait
Eternity
You turning up
Already
Burning Love for real
There's a fine line between love
Hate
I know you can't
Wait
Eternity
You turning up
Already
real
Gold but it's
Rusty, Yuh
SuWoo on me
Yuh I'm
Bloody, Yuhh)
It's
Good
In the
Hood
But I'm
Mis under
Stood
Walk in my
Shoes man
I wish that
You
Could
a lake
She bend it over
Come gimme that cake
Life is too precious so why
Would you hate
I'm the greatest
There is no debate
Wait
I'll be there by 8
tell by the way you talk and the way you dress
You make a nigga feel like he need to settle down
Gimme yo love stop messing with these clowns
You make
know
This your skin dey scent you know
I wan know the things you know
Get inside you, girl you know
Baby please come find me
Out here by myself
It's so
nah nah hold up homie) We takin over!
Gimme your girl gimme your keys to your four do' Explorer
Yo Lu Nile crack their composure
(We decompose
all Wu)
Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now
(It's real out here man, word up)
Wu-Syndicate
Icy, (ice, ice, ice
It's fridget
don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got
I'm gonna tell
don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got
I'm gonna tell
uh! staggerin from side to side
We the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
(In the jungle surrounded by snakes
I count up sum hunnids dey blue in da face
Real trap blues ya dig, real blues in da trap
Sum lil playa shit, ya
and I
Yeah let's get it just you and I
You and I, cause I'm the one
Never been a fake ass nigga nah
Bitches on my dick like gimme some
Always been a real
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
the fakes and the real
I'm gonna fuckin' make you feel my pain
To me this ain't a fuckin' game
I'm cutting in line
I've made my own fuckin' lane, bitch
I
Aye
Aye
Aye
Bitch
Aye
Bitch, aye
Aye lil boy want ice cream
Aye I say yo gimme that Spongebob one
Gimme that yellow one
Man I want that ice cream
a head right there back
I'm walking in real fast what yall staring at
Im kicking all the chairs back
Screaming gimme that chicken where it at
Get a pen
Admit you want to be the guide
Swearing by your age and not your fight
Rightness sucks and rapes the minds
The feebles love it and sit down hind
you come follow me
U gimme sweet love,
Na eim dey kolo me
You give me so much my darling
Oh this is real love im falling
You give me loveeeee
You
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