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gato da bato - the real one lyrics

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intro:
vagabon “s” n-gga
this is what i choose n-gga
this what it is n-gga (anmwe)

(refrain)
b-tch i’m the real one, you need to ask about me ho
b-tch i’m the real one, you need to ask about me ho
b-tch im the real one
b-tch im the real one
b-tch im the real one, you need to ask about me ho

gato da bato still foe, real n-gga making dope
bump n-gga coming up, zoe’s n-gga came to blow
b-tch i’m the real one, you need to ask about me ho
and they will tell you i’m no joke, you need to watch your throat
ya need to keep away from n-ggas that will f-ck your mother
f-ck your sister, leave us trying catch on sleeping, and leave em stinking
for the benjamin i will cut ya n-gga like a butcher
i represent the f-cking “l” extra, im no sucker
ya n-ggas know my stylo, my zozo go up ya hoes
my fofo leave you with holes, my zo-flow bring me a dope
my n-ggas get no control, maybe screaming got to go
i be running marydone, running lefting 54
back, pa geyen food with money, yo my d-ck i kept the blow
when i’m running 95, vent the stack i kept the blow
if i make it to the caille, swear the god that b-tch gone go
was me or i get up and bag it, my workers don’t make it go

(refrain)
street live g sh-t, money comes money go
hoes come hoes go, dope game n-ggas blow
i’m still same haitian, that’s n-gga eating grio
call name the captain affiliate with the bato
that’s my family, and i swear they never leave
i’m back forever here, i want you to listen clear
i dig dirt to pay my bills, bag a n-gga with no feel
busting n-gga up this screen, that was hope or up the steam
monsieur international, everybody dig your style
that’s not true, that’s i lie
they just like the way i rhyme, me i’m a rolling stone
that’s the nation about to shine, he get mine d-way on
every time i try i make the line to get my free-throw on
they don’t know me but they know i’m on
i can bring in home, they want the other half to let it gone
that the way it goes, i’m in to trap house, n-ggas dropping zoes
good to be a sergeant but i chose to drive caille

(refrain)
im p-ss out, i need a package to come up
b-tch i p-ss hungry, i need to hide this formula
b-tch i’m high daily, they see me on the regular
gato fly baby, that n-gga cool plus he f-cking hard
zoe ladies money, making bad b-tchis
red bottles and yeah b-tchis
my zoe-raddy jag b-tchis, running on the smoke b-tchis
best to do my g, n-ggas follow on the v n-gga
backing off the b’s, n-ggas got to have that cheese n-ggas
when this b-tch gone buy, n-gga got to have that fear n-gga
when they go to doc and numbers got to have that rease n-gga
stack on top on stack n-gga, benz on top on benz n-gga
dirty money bl–dy money, all coming on bash n-gga

(refrain)



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