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Real One/real Nigga - Troy Ave Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: T troy ave | Published: 2024-30-09T07:40:30:00+07:00
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i made my name up in these streets like a real n-gg-
i keep them pistols in my jeep like a real n-gg-
i make sure all my homies eat like a real n-gg-
i f-ck your b-tch and go to sleep like a real n-gg-

man, all my pockets be obese ’cause i deal, n-gg-
a couple boxes, ain’t no sneaks, just some bills, n-gg-
the way i handle all my beefs, i just k!ll n-gg-s
if you one hundred, then you love me, i’m a real n-gg-

chargin’ my phone, leave them chargers alone
i’m ridin’ foreigns and trucks, my rims are matte or they chrome
smoke a blunt to the dome, i got some sh-t on my head
i turn some n-gg-s to bone, f-ck them all, they all dead
i get mad, i see red, livin’ life, gettin’ bread
gettin’ p-ssy, ‘f-ck the opinions of p-ss-es’, i said
real n-gg-s on top, free rum from the box
free money or blocks, key white like them sox

i made my name up in these streets like a real n-gg-
i keep them pistols in my jeep like a real n-gg-
i make sure all my homies eat like a real n-gg-
i f-ck your b-tch and go to sleep like a real n-gg-

man, all my pockets be obese ’cause i deal, n-gg-
a couple boxes, ain’t no sneaks, just some bills, n-gg-
the way i handle all my beefs, i just k!ll n-gg-s
if you one hundred, then you love me, i’m a real n-gg-

studio thug, you can’t do what i does
i am really a plug, you just cool in ’em clubs
before this rap, i had buzz, feds watchin’ this sh-t
they jammed a d on the road, he ain’t cooperate sh-t
i hold him down wit’ that cash for bein’ real like i knew
loyalty ain’t no favor, n-gg-, it’s just what we do
bsb is the crew, we get wild like a zoo
but often time we like chillin’, f-ckin’ wit’ hoes by the two
man, it’s nothin’, all these b-tches is f-ckin’
all these n-gg-s is frontin’, i see ’em, they owin’ nothin’
i smack, shoot or snuff ’em, they don’t respect my name
violence my go-to move, i make ’em respect the pain, motherf-ckers

i made my name up in these streets like a real n-gg-
i keep them pistols in my jeep like a real n-gg-
i make sure all my homies eat like a real n-gg-
i f-ck your b-tch and go to sleep like a real n-gg-

man, all my pockets be obese ’cause i deal, n-gg-
a couple boxes, ain’t no sneaks, just some bills, n-gg-
the way i handle all my beefs, i just k!ll n-gg-s
if you one hundred, then you love me, i’m a real n-gg-

was ’bout to buy a ‘rari, bought a tour bus
with that i get a lambo wit’ the doors up
f-ck could n-gg-s tell me i ain’t working
i see them n-gg-s every time they hurtin’
p-ssed a couple haters lookin’ stressed out
you can’t have your hand and your chest out
what you tryin’ to hold, huh, n-gg-, what?
you can hold these shots, you can hold these nuts

i got mad missions to accomplish
runnin’ through a b-tch-n-gg- gauntlet
i can never stop, give me what you got
i ain’t tryin’ to hit like a b-tch is on
some n-gg-s throw shots, but it don’t matter
cause when i throw shots bones shatter
break ’em down, break ’em down, break ’em
i’m the real deal, n-gg-s fakin’
moment of silence, i’m ’bout to k!ll n-gg-s
you’re bitin’ my style, i’m ’bout to bill n-gg-s
swagger jackin’ at an all-time high
and i ain’t really mad, i am that guy
a fisher with the fish scale, you a tuna
little n-gg-, i’m the big whale and the shooter
violate i sent you to h-ll, oh, well, your l
eleven thou’ in my pocket that i could throw in a fire
and i won’t feel it cause, real sh-t, all my stacks gettin’ higher
on the top pointin’ higher, on a roll like a kaiser
most these n-gg-s’ v-g-n-, i’m lookin’ ’round but don’t find ya
like, d-mn where these n-gg-s that be so tough
my phone in my hand, n-body still ain’t called my bluff
i got it off grams, these other rappers not so much
not so much, the chuck is up, real n-gg- sh-t

was ’bout to buy a ‘rari, bought a tour bus
with that i get a lambo wit’ the doors up
f-ck could n-gg-s tell me i ain’t working
i see them n-gg-s every time they hurtin’
p-ssed a couple haters lookin’ stressed out
you can’t have your hand and your chest out
what you tryin’ to hold, huh, n-gg-, what?
you can hold these shots, you can hold these nuts


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