| Time go by
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| And my niggas, that’s law
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| Mhm (Cio)
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| I gotta make it for my mama and my niggas, that’s law
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| Tell your partner ‘bout they problems, they gon' feel like you flaw
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| In love with dollars since a toddler, they ain’t see what I saw
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| Ain’t have to flex to get my name, they just gon' feel when I talk
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| So I give ‘em the real, it ain’t no cap in my music
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| These niggas cappin' like they killers and they strapped as a unit
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| But when they satchin' at your show, you tryna act like you stupid
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| So don’t be rappin' gangster shit unless you actually do it
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| I see the hate, but don’t react, I’m just gon' laugh to remove it
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| I made a way, ain’t goin' back to all the jackin' and losin'
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| He think I’m pussy and I know it, he gon' have to come prove it
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| They tryna trick me out my spot, they know I snap in my music
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| I seen ‘em change as the time goes by
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| So I can’t give a bitch my time, no lie
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| They sayin', «Quin, it’s yo' time right now»
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| So I’ma shine on my line like it’s my prime right now
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| Say, «Bitch, I’m dedicated, devastated, I gotta make it»
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| I got an elevator, smoking this medication, I’m blazin'
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| Tellin' statements, these niggas be lovin' investigations
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| We hit the spot and shake it, I can’t quit grindin' until I’m famous
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| Lil' bro know I’m with that action, he makin' ‘em lay down
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| I need me a bag just to get on the stage now
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| Givin' niggas hell since the day I done came out
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| Pull up with a Glock, he get boxed like takeout
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| Pull up with that Nina, it’s makin' him James Brown
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| All my niggas slide if you swing like playground
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| Hoppin' out the truck and we bussin' like Greyhound
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| Motherfuck the rest, told my niggas to stay down
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| I gotta make it for my mama and my niggas, that’s law
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| Tell your partner ‘bout they problems, they gon' feel like you flaw
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| In love with dollars since a toddler, they ain’t see what I saw
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| Ain’t have to flex to get my name, they just gon' feel when I talk
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| So I give ‘em the real, it ain’t no cap in my music
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| These niggas cappin' like they killers and they strapped as a unit
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| But when they satchin' at your show, you tryna act like you stupid
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| So don’t be rappin' gangster shit unless you actually do it
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| I got partners in the grave and I got partners in their cell
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| I got partners up in heaven, I got partners up in hell
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| I ain’t askin' for no hand, I’d rather get this shit myself
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| How you niggas doin' gangster shit and then be quick to tell?
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| She ain’t fuckin' me for fame, I know she came 'cause I’m realer
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| Don’t give a fuck about my name, but bitch is likin' my pictures
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| She know the realest, she one hundred, she gon' ride for a nigga
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| So if you play, no hesitation, we gon' slide in a Sprinter
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| And I put this shit on my mama, I can’t vibe with you niggas
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| If you playin and niggas layin', I’m gonna side for you niggas
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| On a mission to get that cake, so we gon' ride for the skrilla
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| Get the diss and go into missin', got a squad full of killers
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| You gon' go against the grain, we gon' knock your top off
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| Everybody love the youngin' like some fuckin' hot sauce
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| They tryna roach inside the picture, that’ll get them cropped off
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| Steady drippin' like a faucet, need a towel to dry off
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| I gotta make it for my mama and my niggas, that’s law
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| Tell your partner ‘bout they problems, they gon' feel like you flaw
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| In love with dollars since a toddler, they ain’t see what I saw
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| Ain’t have to flex to get my name, they just gon' feel when I talk
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| So I give ‘em the real, it ain’t no cap in my music
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| These niggas cappin' like they killers and they strapped as a unit
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| But when they satchin' at your show, you tryna act like you stupid
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| So don’t be rappin' gangster shit unless you actually do it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Real , by - Quin Nfn. Song from the album 4NUN, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп