lil jojo - shit is real lyrics
[intro: lil jojo]
bricksquad, d-block sh-t, man
shout out tay city and wuga world, man
we on our team no lackin’ sh-t
jojo two times, you know how i’m rockin’
[chorus: lil jojo]
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
you throw up a l, you see how it feel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
my n-ggas bricksquad and they gon’ k!ll
[verse 1: lil jojo & p. rico]
n-ggas talk that sh-t, but they ain’t really ’bout that life (let’s get it)
put them bands on his head, he be dead by tonight (blatt!)
all these n-ggas shooters until they get shot
now, they out here snitching, writing statements to the cops
that’s why it’s f-ck the opps, bricksquad, d-block (d-block)
we don’t love these hoes, they out here suckin’ c-ck (let’s get it)
mob, money over b-tches (let’s get it)
i’m just tryna check a bag and ride on sixes (yoom)
oh, that’s yo’ b-tch? i bet you miss her
f-cked her on the first day and i ain’t have to kiss her
catch up, i’m leavin’ them, you heard lil mister
body bag a n-gga, now they think he missin’
[chorus: lil jojo]
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
you throw up a l, you see how it feel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
my n-ggas bricksquad and they gon’ k!ll
[verse 2: p. rico]
this sh-t is real in the field, so i keep the steel
you steady talkin’, you be smellin’ like a sour dill (ew)
boy, i be rollin’ and i’m totin’, boy, i’m off a pill (blatt)
you think you with it, whole time, boy, it is a drill (die l’s)
i get down, d-block, boy, a man down
smoke his -ss like a dutch or some f-ckin’ loud
i get down for my crew, boy, f-ck a crowd
knock ’em down, and it’s down, smoke him like some loud
now he missin’ ’cause his f-ck boy -ss on the ground (f-ck boy)
30 in the body, then i ditch the crown
you ain’t on sh-t, for aiki, i be blowin’
ride on a opp and leave his -ss snorin’ (die l’s)
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