| I grew up just a fucking screw up
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| I’m talking way before the money, when a nigga blew up
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| I’m talking nothing in my stomach, water what I threw up
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| I came from under, in that gutter, where it rain manure
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| Where don’t nobody want a future, all the shorties shooters
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| But you can’t judge that young man just by what he doing
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| You don’t understand the circumstances, how he group up
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| He ain’t never had a father watched his momma toot up
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| I came up with them hot boys, everybody knew us
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| 15, 16, niggas tryna' do us
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| Can’t trust a soul cause for that cash niggas turn to Judas
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| I’m telling you the truth my nigga cause I really do this
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| Now Herbo always on the road, I guess I’m a tourist
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| Scream my name at all my shows, I guess I’m the truest
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| Let me stop acting like I don’t know, yes, I’m the truest
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| To put this rap game in a choke hold, yes I’m the newest
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| But still that youngin' from the bottom, started off with nothing
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| And now I’m all about my dollas all across the country
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| I’m working hard because I’m starvin' and you niggas lunch meat
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| I get respect in every city, dare a nigga touch me
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| It’s gon get ugly, I was hateful now I’m living lovely, it’s marvelous
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| Everybody screamin' «Gang"but they don’t know who started it
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| That’s a shame how my city the same, some fucking followers
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| Keep the fame and don’t mention my name, unless your dollars up
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| Nigga
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| Free my homies, a couple doing almost life in that shitter
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| Life ain’t shit, and they bitch getting piped by they niggas
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| I know niggas who got they life snatched, right by they niggas
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| You think he got his life back cause no fight from his niggas
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| Fuck niggas, don’t do right by they niggas at all
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| I get jammed up, believe I know what niggas to call
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| I know my niggas that’s gon ride, I know which niggas gon fall
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| But sad to say I know I just can’t fuck with niggas at all
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| Jumped off the porch and then I hit the block, the rest was history
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| They murdered Roc and ever since the street shit just been into me
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| And for Kobe Squad it’s fuck the opps, kill all my enemies
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| To ease the pain I pour up ace of lean and price a Hennessy
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| Ball like I’m kobe the mixtape man
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| Free all my niggas man, R.I.P. |
| all my niggas man
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| This real shit right here man, this real shit
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| 150 Dream Team the campaign man
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Pistol P Project, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп