Last of the Real
Ace Hood, French Montana, Mavado
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I'm gangsta I'm gangsta Alright Aye We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse The last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse Stay strapped, got a big number one supersized Big Mac 3-57 in the 57 Maybach Made you fucking niggas sloppy I be Rocky Asap, lay you down face flat Man the last of the real, stackin' the mills I ain't talkin' bout no lipstick when that Mac in your grill Last of a dying breed, when I fire these Hundred rounds, nigga stop speaking Guyanese Got a clip and a chopper full of flower seeds Niggas hanging all choppers where your momma sleep We the best coke boys, nigga you ain't heard My gun speed you of that way We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse Okay now play like I'm pussy Killas f*ck up your night 20 goons in your kitchen Why you skyping your wife? Like here the stash? In the safe It ain't no asking you twice My trigger finger be itching, that bitch be switching them why? I'm like the last of the real Well I own the half of a pill Jumping off that bucket for real 30 niggas ain't crip with the steel You don't want them problems, you don't want that drama But I'd watch your mouth, you must be bonkers You don't know of your momma, then it's how with marbles Black on black, feeling like I knew Obama Can I do no commerce to your coupes Is why this miss Madonna Motherfuck the loyal to your honour Money and power, I talk that shit yet again My gun speed you of that way We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse Last of the real, blue steel We the best, we the realest Me and Montana, never leave my home without the banner Stop with my real vest The last of the real The one with the money and the whores Boy fat pussy, finding beating on the floor Blood clot, real to the floor They don't make us no more We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speed you of that way My gun speed you of that way Ra pa pa pam speed you out of that way We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse We the last of the real Pull count it must feel Last of the real My gun speaker out of that verse
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Written by: Antoine McColister, David Brooks, Karim Kharbouch
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