d.b chapo - ima keep it real lyrics
[intro: d.b chapo]
if i roll me up the weed, it’s gon’ be high percentage
it’s gon’ be high percentage, d+mn
b+tch, put “big wock sipper” on my headstone
b+tch, put, b+tch, put, b+tch, wock sipper on my
b+tch, put “big wock sipper” on my headstone
[verse 1: d.b chapo]
huh, why you pourin’ up a pint of windex?
got the hoe a pink gun ’cause my lil’ b+tch a princess
i been flippin’ through them benji’s, got me feelin’ the best
and all that ice up on your neck went overboard just like a shipwreck
d+mn, yeah, i took that lil’ sh+t right off you
why you reachin’ for the gun, i took the pipe off you
came in with the burner, sprayin’ sh+t, i’m finna lysol you
[?] go and shoot your gun again, i wanna see if i saw you
[?] in the field, like odell, i’m in the endzone
b+tch, put “big wock sipper” on my headstone
i feel like a trapper after i done sold my fifth bowl
b+tch, i had a forty+year+old man callin’ me big bro
d+mn, yeah, i got that sh+t from rio, though
usually, i open up the bando from like three to four
sellin’ international, i’m shippin’ out that [?] coke
as long as i get the money, i don’t care what you need it for
i’ma go and hit the [?], i’m fiendin’ for a black
i know they gon’ curb my f+ckin’ ass if i try to cop a pack
i said, “let me get that wooden tip with this [?] pack”
he let me walk right out the store, and i ain’t even pay his ass
in a big body scat with a sniper in it
if i roll me up the weed, it’s gon’ be high percentage
i cannot control the whip, it feel like i’m flyin’ in it
welcome, this is chapo airlines, and i’m your flight attendant
b+tch, d+mn, this a bumpy flight
suicidal doors up on the benz look like a b+tterfly
i don’t know what’s in the weed, but it’s some kinda other high
it just show me how i’m doin’ in my other life
[interlude: ak tarantino]
it just show me how i’m doin’ in my other life (b+tch)
it just show me how i’m doin’ in my other life
([?], turn me up)
[verse 2: ak tarantino]
i ain’t get no plain ass russian k, i got it new from russia
i ain’t get no plain ass rollie, vvs’s through it bustin’
feel like rio, i’ma keep it real with you, i shoot my cousin
i’ma keep it real with you, i send a bullet through a dumb b+tch
i got this youngin’ from the gated community askin’ where the trunk is
i got somethin’ to keep up with you, i clutch it ’til i’m done with it
dumb b+tch, [?] with my d+ck, i’m in the buns with it
blunt feelin’ like my plug done put a bump in it
blunt bigger than a f+ckin’ truck engine
i’ll shape the baggie up, re+rock the nuts, it look like dust in it
i’ll sell a dumb dude crumbs in it
b+tch, i run it up and dunk it, i’ma smack the rim
left a pack of strong at the gym, i had to go back to get
hunnid on me, honeybun, i break it down to half a brick
[?] got the switch in the f+nny pack and a pack of fifth
you ain’t ever been inside the field where the action is
all this gang bangin’, it’s a movie i’ll be actin’ in
[?] hangin’ over there, nah, this the magazine
[?] that i was [?]
i’ma keep it real, how you never worked the beam?
i just got a trackhawk, [?] time to think
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