mr. shadow - real g's don't brag lyrics
it be the shadow standing right beside you
about to strike you, run but i’ma find you
ain’t no place to hide motherf-cker right behind you
highly elevated off the canibus
can you handle this attack from this f-cking vandalist
-ss-ssination on the nation
universal warfare, global termination
destination, to the top without stopping
it’s still san diego, southern cali till i’m in a coffin
amici park’n to the death, fool remember me
it’s mr. shadow, beyond entertainment family
gravity always floating, gangster strolling
pistol holding, dishonest b-tches claiming that they know me
i’m only twenty with plenty to spend, now get the picture
i got a twenty three glock with hollow shots that’ll get ya
a forty caliber causing major disaster
never bring a snitch to my hood or i’ma blast them
bring them to the shadows of pain, severe trauma
i’ma, trigger happy motherf-cker cuz i wanna
i love drama, so f-ck whatever you feel
i roll with twenty motherf-ckers that are ready to k!ll
you guppy
[chorus x2]
a lot of motherf-ckers pretent to be g’s
but they’re b-tches and they got worldwide enemies
real gangstas don’t brag, we stack chips
make hits and pull l!cks, smoke sticks and fight pits
i declare war, put your white flags away
b-tch made hoes get abused everyday
380 back up coming at you
full moon shining, you know i’m gonna blast you
i’m creeping, seeking for a problem to cause
always higher than the motherf-cker breaking the law
homey f-ck what you’re going through
i bang with nothing but fools with penitentary backrounds and tattooes
i use higher amounts of marijuana everyday
give me a bong and bottle, i love that bombay
crime pays on this motherf-cking planet
scitsofrantic, quick to let you sons of b-tches have it
i bring static like an army, you couldn’t harm me
you motherf-ckers gotta k!ll me to disarm me
watch me invade these sons of hoodrats with a snub nose
dump on these -ssh0l-s, violating them punk hoes
skunk cloats fumigating rookies like roaches
got sombra posted up incase a rival approaches
i hold this t-tle till my last day comes
and even after death i’ll take a breath through my son punk
[chorus x2]
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