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'bout me
Niggas need to go and get some bread
Cop from me, you can hit a
Lil' more it got legs, nigga
I done sold everything nigga
Topside, to them stop

Be Real [Chopped & Screwed Album Version]

Lil Scrappy

Be Real [Chopped & Screwed]

2005

And got out the damn crowd like a nigga would do
Talkin' about pimpin', o she did that too
I got robbed and this old nigga took all my loot
And I was

the way that y'all decievin' me
Everybody talkin' to my face, they say they feelin' me
Believe in me, say that I potentially gon' make it in this rap game

let's walk by heaven (yeah)
Percocet and the Addy (yeah)
Misery loves company, my old ho sent the addy (do that)
Crushed diamond emeralds on me, I

If you bout' it, then why you so scared for your life
Stop grooming lil boys in the dark of the night
-Bitch my Choppa love niggas like Yuri On Ice

or sumn
Talkin he be strapped
But ain't get back
I think he lien or sumn
Lotta frontin
Momma caught me baggin
Started crying cuz I was eye'n onions
12

Lemme know when it drop Nuez
Eight seconds left on the shot clock, I'ma score
Don't worry 'bout how much Wock' I got, I'ma pour
We was talkin' 'bout

a Perky in a three of Wocky
He don't really smoke for real he hit the blunt I seen him coughin'
All these lil boys got some brown noses like they eatin'

on the southside
Talkin' 'bout some fly ish, watchin' cars drive by
I see this chick in my rear view
Gotta see what she's 'bout, locked eyes in pursuit
Look girl, I

me, I know you wanna
You only call me when you need me so don't call up
I don't need your time
Rollie don't tick, glide
Talkin' tough on the net, I told

Come Up

U.N.L.V.

6th & Baronne

1998

me
The word was out for lil' kid's not to talk or come near me
I'm on a stroll with my nina and my black glove
Doin' a job, now I rub a dub, in

Blick-blick-blicky, McClane here
And McCallister talkin'
Slick-slick-slick? I'll place fear
In ya heart, finish what Marv & Harry started
Down in the basement

happenin'
Spittin' off the rip, no cap, like Dababy shit go crazy (no cap)
Shit go ruthless, here's my bone go fetch my rufus
My lil bitch she want it

limit we gon drive back to the hood,
they go out sad they mama's mad cause we just up the score by two.

my heart was black cause they done teach some

if I get caught on the road,
We out, in a minute, shawty want pay like we out for the dinner,
Sorry lil baby I'll say, sorry lil baby got funds, ain't

sleepin
Heat runs in me

I seem dumb in be
Ginning skum i seem to be
Cunts mislead-ed by what they see in me

Huns see the D
Runts see the freak
Some just

man you look disgusting

Fuck
Hit a lil biddie on the dl, shots on shots we need refills
Ha
Heard that was your girl she choosing me on her own free

you out your mind
So divine how I be writing to a
Motherfucking beat brought by Brasco in his mama's Buick
I been rhyming cool since ramen noodles

work this won't over night
I aint cocky nigga but I know I'm nice

cnd I don't want your love if it aint genuine 
Streets got me moving all militant 
Lil

to get it, these fuck niggas hate me it's serious
And it's bout time to go me some vetement jeans
And I got a lil clout now errbody kin to me
Cuffin a thot

make magic on the track, I'm the wizard
When you hear it's Dréko
I ain't talkin' about Soulja
Nigga I just think the shit funny
Yeah
What
Aye, aye
Big

fuckin' with me you don't know how to act
I told you, my baby, that you was in front of these bitches never in the back
Yeah, these niggas be talkin' about

Yea
Yea
Floral swords
Ready

Whip like a Razorback
Keep a impha red beam no laser tag
Ring don't play it back
King, don't say it flat
Let the lil big

in the cut
If you rippin' goin' through the lens
Fuck with me, you know you gonna get it
I go by the 4 lil nigga
My dick it gettin' hard for