| «How's it goin' boys? |
| I hear you guys are in business for yourselves now huh?
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| I hear youse are doing real good. |
| Aren’t you gonna introduce me to your friend
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| here?
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| I’ll introduce myself, excuse the glory»
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| Yeah, make way for the R rated, armour plated
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| 5 Fam, we rep this shit like we are related
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| Yeah, some of the clique dead, some incarcerated
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| Lower the crop, you know them blocks gettin hard laboured
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| I let the dogs out the kennel, watch 'em form and assemble
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| Get the chef and the pots like I was born with utensils
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| Me and dollar schemes brainstorm in the middle
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| The war get to poppin, all stages for the bread
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| Know a couple of dudes that got pages in the Feds
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| Know a couple of dudes that got cages in the Feds
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| My grind can blow your mind like 12 gauges to your head
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| So I copped a Soviet AK for the spread
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| Never know when the past can come back to haunt you
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| Nigga lose his script, the wolves creep up and corner you
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| When it rains it pours so you knowin what the storm’ll do
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| Niggas turned cold blooded, bring the body warmers through
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| Niggas planned to spray up my man’s wake, I filled it with gats
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| Homie, what’s more realer then that?
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| When Jake was at the front door knockin, I cocked them shits back
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| Yeah, what’s more realer then that?
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| Had me trapped off, got the drop on me, just stared at the gat
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| Tell me, what’s more realer then that?
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| Pick up the Paid In Full album cover, look in the back
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| Dog, what’s more realer then that?
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| Yeah, dude been stuck to this throne, nobody movin me out
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| When I ran with a clique niggas made movies about
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| Niggas be swearin shit again till that Uzi come out
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| Been subjected to the wild life since I was young
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| Sixteen when I first got pissed in the slum
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| Plenty bitches, drugs and money, won’t mention the guns
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| Make a chick take the gum out her mouth, replace it with cum
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| Jake raided, I’m in the bed with a bitch, an inch from a Glock
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| ATF with a fuckin punk that’s sent from a cop
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| My dog got tied up and whipped in the spot
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| Face covered to get 'em, rape the bitch with 'em
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| Niggas in your crib speed up your heart pace rhythm
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| Life to me is doin dames that’ll soothe the growin pains
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| Can’t be mad that a nigga tryna grow and change
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| Shots at another nigga face like it’s Novakane
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| Get it right big par, KGR you know the name
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| «It don’t work for me, it don’t work for no one
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| I don’t like bossin
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| You was better off if you stayed in the Bronx.» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What's More Realer Than That , by - Kool G Rap. Song from the album The Pre-Kill, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп