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Lirik Lagu Real bad Man, The Alchemist & Boldy James – Pot Of Gold


By: Admin | Artist: R real bad man the alchemist boldy james | Published: 2024-13-05T22:53:56:00+07:00
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[verse 1: evidence]
uh, why you holding grudges
[?] screaming to impress the judges
save your image in public
behind the scene you getting reprimanded
you was the most up~and~coming, nothing’s coming of it
that i don’t covet
rather play the master than the puppet
[?] life i put the bun up in the oven
and walk away from love like david ruffin
back again like [?] walking on the helicopter padding
and no work if we ain’t taking budgets
tough crowd but i’m cut from it
can’t stand you but there’s nothing that i can’t stomach
i’m a brand that you can’t trust it’s tough loving
get used to me, how i used to be, but got enough coming
i change the attitude, la from the beach to the avenues
gradual became all of a sudden
all of them fronting the future in it
the rules infinite, the one who never knew no limits
[verse 2: boldy james]
a n~gga touch my brother ev, imma bust his head
heard him talking choppy on the net, [?]
when n~ggas seen us in public it was nothing said
[?] in his kit looking like an undercover fed
these laws brag, god bless my little brother ced
still on the [?] and that 500 running red
lining up all these pops caught a hunnid heads
made 20 thousand off top, that’s a b~tter spread
then get the baking man dropped how much i love the bread
you know my youngin caught a opp, you seen him cut his dreads
blew 80 bands on the watch, i got it from the [?]
told her see if she can make me pop cause i don’t come from here
bragging to her homegirls, calling it another leg
friends jumped out the shower, your b~tch begging me to come to bed
told me how she always had dreams of f~cking celebs
but i was thinking sh~t her homegirl come instead

[verse 3: the alchemist]
serve the custies, armpits musty
dirt under my fingernail my shirt is dusty
your face will be leaking out blood and pus
i draw on it with a razor when it’s rusty
bird shrubbery leave my chain very nuggety
i’m merging in your lane very subtley
why you cooking the filet till it’s rubbery
i only sip the chardonnay when it’s bubbly
uh, muchacho malo, let’s celebrate your death day and pop a bottle
[?], might put a hex on you with a chicken like papa shango
big chain, skeleton bones dangling while i’m mingling
now let’s watch a fl!ck by john singleton (rest in peace)
[verse 4: stove god cooks]
uh
they shoulda [?] a platinum in a pot of gold
they lied and said the king of rock was gone
i ain’t died i’m still here in all my glory dancing on the stove
mink coat in all my gold i raise the price on my soul
you can’t afford the kind of excellence i’m p~ssing, i’m different
plastic on the floor i just got done ripping [?]
my bank account singing like minnie ripperton
all high notes, is you listening?
you f~ck me once b~tch, you was just auditioning
sprinkle holy water on the brick, we had a kilo christmas
i’m really fishing with the wrist, we was running through like a brick a hour
supreme duffel bag at the ticket counter
you broke bum n~ggas ain’t worth a bullet, my shooter hit the n~ggas ’round em
and make ’em live through it
you just talking the sh~t i been doing
i had the 550 benz moving when olajuwon was still in houston
buy every one of ’em, i might as well
i was praying for direction and the signs fell
caught me three days later said the white was funny
i said you trippin, i never seen a episode of seinfeld
that sh~t ain’t [?] them n~ggas minimal
i heard the album, typical
b~tch my wrist is gold, i’m ibaka on the pick~and~roll
i make sure the bricks step in, i push the envelope


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