| Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
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| And I don’t give a fuck who don’t.
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| Yeah, uh, okay
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| Real niggas fuck wit us
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| Fuck you if you feelin different
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| Fuck you phony diamonds, fake bitches, and you lil get wits
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| Prince georges to the district, I be there cause I live it
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| Bought this shit from tuition, a couple years back aint seen my vision.
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| Runnin this bitch like I do not care, O.G. |
| nikes my shoes so rare
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| Whole lotta haters wanna fight I swear, cause a nigga made yo wanna do my hair
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| Twist me up, let me crank, rub my back, then let me lay, give me dome,
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| then let me skate
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| Yall bullshittin still goin off gates
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| I remember when I used to bust a mac wit my eyes closed
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| Then time rode, shawty choppin plus she get it showed
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| You tryn cop, I don’t know you nigga, I don’t know
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| You shop for hoes, I be searchin for them calicos
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| Police be lurkin I be swearvin in the Tahoe
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| I’m still young, still thuggin, I do what you don’t
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| And you do what you can, make you less of a man
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| His wife would fuck wit me and really he don’t understand
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| Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
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| And I don’t give a fuck who don’t.
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| Hi hater, a rivederci its Co-bizzy
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| Hands on the paper, so far gone like I know Drizzy
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| They talk about me, but they count live wit out me,
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| I send my haters x and o’s, that’s how you feel about me
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| I aint bullshittin wit rap, we handle matadors, the CP3
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| I just rap game, I bet my nigga score
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| Flossy in my chip and peps, bitches and they neutrocepts
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| My bitches ballin to the mya moore’s, YES
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| I’m way better than all of them, way better than all of them
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| Mr. I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin him
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| Hate is the new love, wait, hate is the new drug
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| I body every beat and tell em bet they black suits up
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| Mr. Folarin said he got me trill rockin too,
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| This the board administration nigga who the fuck are you?
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| Pass me the purp, Imma smoke to this
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| Getting money, duckin hatas, nigga I ain’t loafin biiitch
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| Cobain
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| Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
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| And I don’t give a fuck who don’t. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Posse Cut , by - Wale. Song from the album Live from the Dmv, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп