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chicago ray ray - real g shit lyrics

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started from the turf loc
thats real
giving n-ggas something he can really feel
dead homies reppin so the blood spill
money over b-tches
p-ssy k!ll
real life n-gga so hopeless
thru my rear view n-gga stay so focus
smoking on some tree have me coughing
low key with the dollar
8 do no flossin
tossing up b-tches like the a train
real g n-ggas run the block….mane
my lyrics speak real on some poverty
banged out n-ggas 211…robbery

hook:
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t

put the suppressor on the drake and you can ride wit um
i got a lot of dead homies we gone slide for um
they say the opps having a party lets catch um lacking
throw a molotav…they run up and we get to smacking
cover the back, i got the front and if they try to run
i got a hundred in a drum
arm, leg or lung
see me and you are not the same thang
i done lost too many homies we are not in the same gang
paint yo house just like a certa-pro
we in the bushes in the morning at yo crib like im sergio
getting money from chicago to compton
you can’t do me like im og bobby johnson…gangsta

hook:
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t

im a heavy in the game member
my p.o know i only roll with gang members
the same member a game winner
im known for putting the fire to the pot and letting that thang simmer
from englewood to inglewood
its the same sh-t riding round strap
looking for n-ggas to bang with
they see us pulling up and they tell you to tuck yo chain (quick)
we leaving with the thots and you tell um we with the gang b-tch
smoke a hundred blunts have a toast to my n-gga nip
ghost 88 dem my n-ggas we won’t forget um
from austin to slauson n-gga we representin
hitting corners n-gga bend it

hook:
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta sh-t playin playin playin playin
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t
nothing but real gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta gangsta sh-t



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