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raq baby - real street gangsta lyrics

[intro]
frrt, frrt, frrt+frrt+frrt+frrt, all you hear
opp boy died on live, they in the comments like, “n+gga, are you there?”
know d+mn well we don’t f+ck with you, they like, “n+gga, why are you here?”
give it up, make sure it’s all there
hit the block, we left ’em all there
beat a n+gga head in, uh
beat a n+gga head in, real street gangster, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
(four3va)

[chorus]
beat a n+gga head in, real street gangster (uh)
b+tch, we was born to k!ll, can’t no f+ckin’ money change us
plenty b+tches out here, can’t no one b+tch make me chase it
if this b+tch say one more thing about my brother, i might face her
yeah, d+mn, what the f+ck is goin’ on? huh
walk in the party, see nothin’ but b+tches dancin’ to my song
if i see the lil’ b+tch lookin’, best believe she goin’ home
this ain’t instagram, dance on my d+ck like you dancin’ in them thongs

[verse 1]
stop f+ckin’ with f+ckboys, pop that p+ssy for a real n+gga
lit on ig and real life, n+gga, come see just how we live, n+gga
love to drop them sh+lls
if i pull a murder one know, soon, i’m gonna be in h+ll
type to send shots at the cops ’cause i ain’t goin’ back to jail
frrt, frrt, frrt+frrt+frrt+frrt, all you hear
opp boy died on live, they in the comments like, “n+gga, are you there?”
know d+mn well we don’t f+ck with you, they like, “n+gga, why are you here?”
give it up, make sure it’s all there
hit the block, we left ’em all there
[chorus]
beat a n+gga head in, real street gangster (uh)
b+tch, we was born to k!ll, can’t no f+ckin’ money change us
plenty b+tches out here, can’t no one b+tch make me chase it
if this b+tch say one more thing about my brother, i might face her
yeah, d+mn, what the f+ck is goin’ on? huh
walk in the party, see nothin’ but b+tches dancin’ to my song
if i see the lil’ b+tch lookin’, best believe she goin’ home
this ain’t instagram, dance on my d+ck like you dancin’ in them thongs

[verse 2]
stop playin’, baby, f+ck with a boss n+gga, i’m the man, baby
spend some chicken on you, after that, i do my chicken dance, baby
b+tch, suck this d+ck, we all know you go crazy, you ain’t no d+mn lady
“i need a few hundred to get my hair did,” and i’m like, “d+mn, baby”
what you tellin’ me for? i ain’t payin’ for it
you worried ’bout the wrong sh+t, need to go pay what you owe to the landlord, huh
pop a racist in his sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t no d+mn boy
opp see me, tryna record, n+gga get popped if he drop that cam, boy
yeah, yeah, one, two
yeah, we smacked your partner, n+gga, what you gonna do?
she think i don’t know she doin’ d+ck, she must think i’m a f+ckin’ fool
slap this b+tch, hey, where my tool?
got the same opps, but i got my gun if they come, i don’t know ’bout you

- raq baby lyrics

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