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fran¢ - httr (feat. day walka & dtrick tha bandit) lyrics

[intro]
“o.t.a n-gg-”

[verse 1]
franky real deal like holyfield, know the deal
when i’m in the field need a couple mill’ know my deal
and this flow is ill, you gon’ f-cking steal, know it’s real
i just need a pill, pop a toradol just to feel

“o.t.a n-gg-”

[verse 2]
franky real deal like holyfield know the deal (yup)
when i’m in the field need a couple mill’ know my deal (yup)
and this flow is ill, you gon f-cking steal, know it’s real (yup)
i just need a pill, pop a toradol just to feel (yup)
everything you hear about football players isn’t real (no)
never hit a woman ‘less she asked me to while pulling hair
i’ma keep it real, i’ma tell the truth if no one will (yup)
i laugh hard as sh-t every single time they boo goodell (real sh-t)
i really don’t f-ck with ’em (no)
but i gotta get a buck wit’ ’em (yup)
so that means that i’m stuck wit’ ’em (yup)
so i love it when they f-ck wit’ ’em (yup)
yeah i love it when they f-ck wit’ ’em
ahh i’ma spill tea fully (uh huh)
johnathan martin never really got bullied (nope)
but he threw his best friend under the bus
and i’m ashamed to say that n-gg- was ever like one of us

[chorus]
hail to the realest, hail hail hail to the realest n-gg-
hail to the realest, hail -scratch- hail to the realest n-gg-
hail to the realest, hail hail hail to the realest n-gg-
and you know you feel this n-gg-, hail to the realest n-gg-
hail to the realest, hail hail hail to the hail to the
hail to the realest, hail -scratch- hail to the realest realest
hail to the realest, hail hail hail to the realest n-gg-
and you know you feel this n-gg-, hail to the realest n-gg-

[verse 2: day walka]
yo it’s florida in the summer, va up in the winter
i don’t know how this all happened, i just know that i’m that n-gg-
he’s very humble, please don’t get it twisted
not the type to start dissin’, but if you start first
you’ll get chewed up like a starburst, my n-gg-s start wars
use the force, blow sh-t up like star wars, and tat’ll be your death star
i went from rugrat to reptar, got hard yeah i got bars
y’all suck, i say aww shucks, i’m so buc
it’s a pirate life, ’til the day that i die
man i get throwed, i be so desperate at night
don’t gas me up alright, just p-ss me the gas i write
i’m steady blowing loud, can you hear me now?
got that b-boy flow, that’s how i break it down
i leave your head spinning, we forever win (there it is)
hail to the realest n-gg-

[verse 3: dtrick tha bandit]
hail to the realest (the releast) this is h-ll you can feel it (uh huh)
i give h-ll to these hoes (hoes) with my d-ck all up in it (all up in it)
you can tell i’m a pro (yeah yeah) on the field i’m a menace (okay)
i ain’t scared of these hoes (no way, no way, no way, now way)
i live life without limits, let’s get it
no hail ‘less it’s hail to the realest (uhh yeah)
never on the sideline when there’s 4th and inches
getting straight to business while you n-gg-s (what what) drinking guinness
i be gunning at the witness while you running to a menace
got a bunch of bandits thinking that i’m dennis
feeling like a lion, think i’m bademosi
i would get kicked out, fighting for my franchyze (yeah, yeah, yeah)
hail to the realest ’cause the realest n-gg-s know me homie

- fran¢ lyrics

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