Lyrics:
lookin' real good
lookin' real
Hand right on my knee and he's
Doing it all good, doing it all good
He's a bad boy I can tell by his baby Grogu patch
That
All this money we getting
These niggas around
And they playing they part
But they got bad intentions
Ain't keeping it real
I seen from afar
I had
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real
Gotta make it by any means
It be better when I make it with my team
I aint with the fronting
Boy that shit amount to nothing
Keep it real is something
they ain't living by it
In my city it aint pretty boy these niggas dying
Trying to spray the chevy candy drop some gold rims
Reed up with the plug with
showed you, I showed you
My bitch my lil whoadie
My bitch from Magnolia
Surrounded by bad bitches
We up without Folgers
We live by that cash talk baby
la familia, I keep Benji by my side
Only time a nigga cry, is when a real soldier die
Rest In Peace to Lil Snupe, and that boy Mike Jack too, Pac in my
I'm chilling with the Neptune Boys yeah
We don't make too much noise
Oh yeah we the real bad boys
Loztown better make some nois
Shoutout to So Dolo
Aye
We like Google check the facts boy
Got a Mac boy
Try me bad and you get slapped boy
Oh by the rap boy
Ciggy smokin' on a black boy that smell
[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker]
[Master P]
Uhhhhhh ha ha
Where the real niggas at
Right chea right chea
I ain't fuckin with none of ya'll
Real ones be
Too hard to
Come by
No shade boy yeah
Let um sun dry
Truth is
You a bitch
Man that's no lie
You want a bad bitch in your front seat, gotta pay her
Got a real boss lady in your life, better save her
Bad bitch, real bougee
Everybody want her,
living off how many followers you got
You ain't never held a knot get out the spot
I don't like nobody, so I'm mostly by myself
I'm a real stepper, I
Forever, perfectly together
Tell me, boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get
playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga
and floss
90s boy, what y'all ‘bout?
Yeah, a real LA-stater
Watts City Raider, downtown like faithful
You should be with me every day of the week
Poppin'
Boy, you're fuckin' with a queen. Baby, I'm the real thing.
Real killers don't talk. A real queen need a real king.
Tell me, daddy, you're the real thing
it's a real deal b****, the real s***, there's no gimmicks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boys courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Get down, feel the ground,
a bad boy BIG said it was all a dream
I shake him like Hakeem headed to the mainstream
You can't pause that, me and Slime go way back
Balling
yeah)
Remix
Now this that sh-, right here
Bad Boy, baby (uh, yeah)
Janet (uh, yeah)
Jj (uh, yeah)
This goes out to all the clubs (the one and only)
yeah)
Remix
Now this that sh-, right here
Bad Boy, baby (uh, yeah)
Janet (uh, yeah)
JJ (uh, yeah)
This goes out to all the clubs (the one and only)
no props
Lil one make em timber
Lil one got a bad temper
Lil one killed that boy in November
Lil one be hustlin
Lil one be thuggin
Lil one
repossessed
Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks
Time to learn boy, that cash rules
Success is a precious jewel
Planting poison in a nigga mind
Chilling
children
Had it all, now it's repossessed
Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks
Time to learn boy, that cash rules
Success is a precious jewel
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