cassidy - what the fuck a real nigga do lyrics
chubby swag jag
lost any family
brother this crazy right here
this what real n-gg-s do
pack a gat, clap it too
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i stick d-ck in chicks you never knew
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
we ride for the n-gg-s in your crew
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
need any? bring your n-gg-s through
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i’m a real n-gg- and i’m a real n-gg- too
spit that real, spit that true
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i’m a real n-gg- and i’m a real n-gg- too
eat and let your n-gg-s chew
is what the f-ck a real n-gg- do
i’ve got grams of white, that ganna white
good to tame a white if you can stay in the price
yo my watch is rocky, bright like paparazzi camera lights
b-tch i grip that hammer tight
if cats ever tried to rally dog
and i’m probly plat my shotty up
and get the pack as my bodyguard
dome shock your body dog
the chrome poppin’ your body for
i prove that my nose ain’t snotty y’all
and the chick’s t-ts bigger than the volley ball
i’mma probly break somebody jaw
one punch and this over with
jump up to punch with both my fists
like both your eyes and bust both your lips
i f-cked both your chicks
i had both my hands on both their t-ts
they had both their hands on both my nuts
i made both the sl-ts deep throat the d-ck
i got c-ka flip, i’m movin’ drugs
you lose the drugs you smoke the sh-t
i broke the ships and i moved the rounds
then move the pan like who smoked this sh-t
got a half brick of that c-ke and sh-t
got a whole slab of that dope n sh-t
i push weight than my back is sore
what the f-ck is y’all bullstrappin’ fo’?
you pack the gat, you never clapped before
what the f-ck is you wastin’ that batchet for?
you wacky, you never spit back before
you catch this so what you keep rappin’ fo’?
pack a gat, clap it too
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i stick d-ck in chicks you never knew
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
we ride for the n-gg-s in your crew
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
need any? bring your n-gg-s through
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i’m a real n-gg- and i’m a real n-gg- too
spit that real, spit that true
and what the f-ck a real n-gg- do?
i’m a real n-gg- and i’m a real n-gg- too
eat and let your n-gg-s chew
is what the f-ck a real n-gg- do
i run the point, n-gg- i’m past the route
feel so out of this world from the outer sp-ce but i ain’t no astronaut
can a n-gg- come and cook jab and barbiturate? man, you know i had the pot
grab a glock. just in case a n-gg- wanna hate and i had to blast a shot
yea, told everybody this n-gg- don’t play
know to call shots, tell the n-gg- ok
stabbed in the p-ssy, you n-gg- so gay
my eye on the throne, no jigga no yay
now chill, you see a n-gg- though
probly wanna hit is what a still a n-gg- show
well you got that dirt and i got that work
if a n-gg- need a job then i let a n-gg- know
chubby, yep, i do this easy ho
you don’t wanna see me get greezy ho
oh you think you ballin’ ha?
got the ball feelin’ like jeezy huh
real and you better believe me ho
make the ball work like a sissy ho
i’m out block anything, go with the ho
get your b-tch tuck like easy ho
hope you n-gg-s know, n-gg- getting’ dough, mr. hityourho
girl popped, n-gg- wanna shot, n-gg- hit the flo’
my plot n-gg- dumb hot n-gg-s flip the nose
i don’t wanna talk about bars i be spittin’ those
man i though you n-gg-s knew
since i’m here you n-gg- through
f-ck with him and his n-gg-s shoot
that’s what the f-ck a real n-gg- do
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