Lyrics:
sitting there you and i
the colors of nature blowing by
but the only color my heart can see
is the bright green in your crystal eyes
laughing
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
without me
You a fucking hater if you doubt me
All my neighbors doubt me
Colleagues doubt me
Family members doubt me
Everybody doubt me
Cause we are not one
don't want to smoke any of those greens, because that life is fun when you're not living by means"
But little green alien doesn't listen to these reasons
Uh huh
Sean Wayne
AR
Izz One Productions nigga
Hillside let’s get it
What I say is what I mean so when I say it you better believe it nigga
Real
on the side
Buy you caviar you'll have a real nice ride
But you'll always know he's lying
Cause his eyes are going to change from green to blue
He'll talk
you going be family or not
Shout out to fucking Clem
New J's on, they are not fucking fake, these are real Jumpmans
I use the, same choir on DAW
Same
it real
Keeping it real keep keep keep keepin' it real
Keepin' it real
If you like it or not this my spot
Saved by grace but never too soft
Keeping it
And you will find
Something to blame for a long lost time
From green to red our days pass by
Waiting for a sign to tell us why
Are we dancing all
are (where'd you go)
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show
fold around me
Only real niggas, no hoes around me
DPP got drip like this
Said she want love but the bitch want dick
You can catch me in the drop goin
and my nigga green and snoop in the coup countin'
Look we had a dice game
Damn, these niggas want my life man
You paranoid see?
Man, fuck them niggas
nigga Green and Snoop in the coup countin'
Look we had a dice game
Damn, these niggas want my life man
You paranoid see?
Man, fuck them
'em out
He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it,
love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
clright, close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are
Who is real?
Is it me?
That's how
Real feel
Kinda defeat
I used to have all
All my dreams
Showed to me
I used to want you
But my fears
Gettings real
and the flock
I don't need green dots, that's real
Fuck my PO, duck my PO,
I used to post in the bull horn, L.A. on GO
In the A sellin' off white, GTO
A nigga
still fly
Toyer you should buy a plane ticket to get by
The flows are many though the punches are Pacquiao
This is for my real ones just began here we go
it's hard to find love
But you always find a gat
And you always find a pack
Get real deal where I'm at
It's a lingo for this Al Pacino
Cross the board
where's your hubby
She real chubby, that's a burden
Different weapons I think 'll hurt him
My truth is in the bible
You might think that im a pschyo
Got
haters can't stop real TRU playas
even though you still hate you can't stop playas
(Beats by the Pound)
Wassup to all the players out there in New
'cause I'm too in love with you
We plan all of the things we gonna do
I want to consume it all with you
We 'bout to eat real good
Freak real good
We 'bout
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