ngeeyl – real smoke lyrics
[intro]
(ayo shekthisyours)
load ’em up, dawg (we want all the smoke)
(all the smoke)
i got shek in this mothaf+cka with me
(f+ck that, n+gga, i’m tryna wet sh+t)
b+tch, i’m slidin’, n+gga, dyin’ (gang)
[chorus]
ridin’ with the chop, i’m tryna see just what it hittin’ for
we ain’t with that internet sh+t, we want real smoke (real smoke)
hop out with that mothaf+ckin’ cutta and it’s k!llin’ folks (we got cuttas)
he said that he with that gangsta sh+t, i don’t believe that (we got cuttas)
and you know we bleedin’ in this b+tch like we on bleveland (gang+gang)
shawty say a n+gga neck wet, she got seasick
tell that lil’ ho shut up, hit your knees and eat my beef stick (eat this d+ck)
got a bad b+tch who from miami and she some heat, b+tch (eat the d+ck)
send them young n+ggas at your top and they creepin’ (gang+gang)
[verse]
money come before everything, it’s a prefix
these lil’ n+ggas know with that beef sh+t, i eat sh+t
pull up on your block and i sweep, on some beast sh+t
and i heard your baby daddy bought you some lil’ cheap sh+t
cheap+ass diamonds on your wrist, they ain’t dancin’
my young n+ggas crashin’, they pull up on the banshee
hundred+round drum on my choppa, it look fancy
these lil’ n+ggas p+ssy ’cause they know they cannot handle me
ar+15 on your head, it look like dandruff be (i got ar)
these n+ggas, they be talkin’ ’cause they know they cannot damage me
i just painted all up on her face, that’s a masterpiece
and you know i’m ’bout it, ’bout it, b+tch, you can call me master p (gang+gang)
[chorus]
ridin’ with the chop, i’m tryna see just what it hittin’ for
we ain’t with that internet sh+t, we want real smoke (real smoke)
hop out with that mothaf+ckin’ cutta and it’s k!llin’ folks (we got cuttas)
he said that he with that gangsta sh+t, i don’t believe that (we got cuttas)
and you know we bleedin’ in this b+tch like we on bleveland (gang+gang)
shawty say a n+gga neck wet, she got seasick
tell that lil’ ho shut up, hit your knees and eat my beef stick (eat this d+ck)
got a bad b+tch who from miami and she some heat, b+tch (eat the d+ck)
send them young n+ggas at your top and they creepin’ (gang+gang, gang+gang)
[outro]
(ayo shekthisyours)
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