| I’m in a real Dually, My life a real movie
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| Your girlfriend want to change her heart she is a real groupie
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| I’m rockin' real diamonds, you rockin' real
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| And this is not a water gun this is a real Uzi
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| I got more motherfucking money than a preacher, ho
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| I’m like a million dollars richer than a week ago
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| Got so much jewelry on I look just like a jewelry store
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| If you a bad bitch, why you wearing sneakers for?
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| You say your ballin', what you sittin' in the bleachers for?
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| Rolls Royce a head shot but my charger is a body blow
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| If you don’t suck it right, then I guess got to teach the ho
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| I’m smoking swishers not the same shit Wiz Khalifa smoke
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| I’m smoking real gas, spend money real fast
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| Lil' momma sexy but I wonder if that’s a real ass
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| I want her real bad, I got a real bag
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| I got it on with a long way I got that real cash
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| I roll with real niggas, I’m talking real killas'
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| And I suggest you stay in line we got bad tempers
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| I’m rockin' real Prada, I’m rocking real Louie
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| These other suckas' out here imposters, I’m the real Gucci
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| This is a one stop shop selling weed, mollies, xans
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| Steal from me I’m killing all close friends
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| He smoking dope out of chicken bones and soda cans
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| Clayton county that’s gangland
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| My shooters they got shooters man
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| He wanna rob better change his plans, when they run in his house everybody
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| backin' out and they shooting man
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| If you want the pounds I’m in Riverdale i’m out here send 100 bands,
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| on 85 that’s real shit, flex to much get your dome kicked
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| Can’t stand a lame and a broke bitch
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| It ain’t hard to tell nigga' I’m the man
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| Can’t fuck with soldiers or middle man
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| So I’m a boss nigga, I do boss shit
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| Like a GD I’m a boss bitch, hanging out the window with a chopstick
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| Got leather gloves with no mask, when I hit a lick
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| Just to let you know who took your shit
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| You lame as hell you a free pick, my young niggas they’ll murk your ass for a
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| half a brick
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| Need to rob that’s my
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| I’m smoking real gas, spend money real fast
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| Lil' momma sexy but I wonder if that’s a real ass
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| I want her real bad, I got a real bag
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| I got it on with a long way I got that real cash
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| I roll with real niggas, I’m talking real killas'
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| And I suggest you stay in line we got bad tempers
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| I’m rockin' real Prada, I’m rocking real Louie
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| These other suckas' out here imposters, I’m the real Gucci |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Gas , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Birds of a Feather, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп