Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Rap 1, artist - DimzyDate of issue: 25.04.2024
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Real Rap 1 |
| Yeah man this the intro, you get me? |
| We outside, you get me |
| Free my savages, my OSG’s, my SAD’s |
| You get me, it’s doing time and waiting, man know |
| Free my nigga fucking Mental K |
| (Ay Tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold) |
| #60s, aight |
| Why you talking like foenem didn’t light up your block |
| Why is he talking like he’s like that and he ain’t on job |
| Why is she asking so much questions, is she a cop |
| How they giving all these platforms the rats and fucks |
| He was trying to send shots, we really sent some shots |
| I got some things that spray but I’m cool with this dogs |
| I had a machine so old it was older than |
| Had a machine so fresh it’s like it came in a box |
| I ain’t ever gonna stop, I’m gonna get this gwop |
| More money, more problems, when does it stop? |
| We had two 44s, and we was letting them off |
| They had to relocate, we used to pepper it up |
| Started couple businesses, now man’s leveling up |
| He said he don’t like the 6 cause we peppered him up |
| Why you tweaking on the net, you used to flooding in blood |
| Bro hit him so clean, I had to give him a sponge |
| I get very horrible when the thing don’t crud |
| Yeah I’m really from the trenches I got it out of the mud |
| I just linked up with the Gs, we talking business and funds |
| I got ice on my teeth like I’m freezing my gums |
| I know them crazy late nights, with them hammers and ramz |
| My man smoked him in his head, you think we give a fuck? |
| Niggas think they so real, but they corny as fuck |
| Free my niggas in the jail, they’ll be back in a bit |
| We dont hits way before we ever made us a hit |
| He got shot in his face tryna shout from the whip |
| Yeah I jump out gang really get out the whip |
| I been thinking bout life when I smoke me a spliff |
| I love my daughter so much she’s a wonderful kid |
| When will I ever stop putting pounds in zips |
| I’m a guest when I hear someone selling the stick |
| And Scrilly that’s my bro, he’s been letting it rip |
| We’ve been drilling up your block before drill was a thing |
| All I know was skills and some baggers and clings |
| Now I really turn my thoughts into beautiful things |
| He ain’t a trapper, he’s a troll, he never sold a brid |
| He ain’t a shooter, he’s a troll, he never owned a blick |
| I’m tryna be legit, but if the plug phones me and tells me |
| «There's some pounds», I’m selling it |
| I’m rapping, I was rapping with a glass of water |
| If you want, make a order, I got crates of water |
| I put diamonds in my teeth, in my mouth there’s water |
| My dreads are too long, I think to cut them shorter |
| I’m rapping, I was rapping with a glass of water |
| If you want, make a order, I got crates of water |
| I put diamonds in my teeth, in my mouth there’s water |
| My dreads are too long, I think to cut them shorter (All of that) |