Real Shit - Kodak black Lyrics
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Silahkan disimak Real Shit - Kodak black Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro]
yeah, i’m f-ckin’ with this sh-t right here, this straight
y’all already know what it is, this lil kodak, man f-ck you f-ck you kodak the mf sh-t i ate angel p-ssy in this b-tch
[hook]
this that real sh-t, for whatever sh-t you goin’ through
i check your resume, before i do a song wit you
you don’t feel this? then n-gga, i don’t what’s wrong wit you
you ain’t her daddy, so don’t think that b-tch belong to you
she’s a ill b-tch, f-ckin’ me and all my homies too
she be on me, so why you think that all she want is you?
[verse 1]
i was in that yoda, sellin’ yoda on the move
deliverin’, i’m takin’ orders, i ain’t sellin’ food
book bag full of paper, but i never go to school
i use to tote that ball, now i just keep totin’ tools
yee ain’t got no street cred, you ain’t even got no bread
you be pillow talkin’, boy, she told me everything you said
i be anywhere, go everywhere, just pull up on yo set
pull up panamare, flyers everywhere, oh, they dead
and i’m fresh to death, flyers everywhere, i k!ll em’ dead
i won’t fight you bout no b-tch, but i gon’ fight for my respect
i just post a picture, now she wanna get all in my chest
and the waiter beep keep knockin’, i can’t stop bopin’ my head
d-mn, i hate when you be stoppin’, girl just keep droppin’ that neck
i’mma hit you with this pistol, if you do that sh-t again
i love this sh-t, for real, and it ain’t all about the bread
but i see i’m worth it, so now i be all about a check
they buy my sh-t on itunes, but it free ride on the web
cuz i drop that sh-t, you want to, you just pop it in, and play it
i don’t wear that invicta no more, i rock audemars piguet
not a k!ller, but don’t push me, cuz i’m too close to the edge
[hook]
this that real sh-t, for whatever sh-t you goin’ through
i check your resume, before i do a song wit you
you don’t feel this? then n-gga, i don’t what’s wrong wit you
you ain’t her daddy, so don’t think that b-tch belong to you
she’s a ill b-tch, f-ckin’ me and all my homies too
she be on me, so why you think that all she want is you?
you don’t feel this? then n-gga, i don’t what’s wrong wit you
you ain’t her daddy, so don’t think that b-tch belong to you
[verse 2]
road runner, bill, i’m on the turn pipe, just flowin’ through
pourin’ out the seal, i’m poured a whole pint, pourin’ a deuce
only real relate, but you won’t relate, even if you fake
i was hungry, cuz my daddy never stepped up to the plate
i’m a snapper, i’m a trapper, i’m a chapter, i’m a rapper
nuttin’ personal, but if you want a verse, then i’mma tax you
i just asked around town about ya, they said you a actor
we can’t do no song, f-ck the money, that don’t even matter
[hook]
this that real sh-t, for whatever sh-t you goin’ through
i check your resume, before i do a song wit you
you don’t feel this? then n-gga, i don’t what’s wrong wit you
you ain’t her daddy, so don’t think that b-tch belong to you
she’s a ill b-tch, f-ckin’ me and all my homies too
she be on me, so why you think that all she want is you?
you don’t feel this? then n-gga, i don’t what’s wrong wit you
you ain’t her daddy, so don’t think that b-tch belong to you
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