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$tupid young & mac foreign - real one lyrics

“idea coming for the 808”
[chorus 1] (mac foreign)
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one

[verse 1] ($tupid young)
“$tupid young, mac foreign wassup n#gga aye aye,” [ad#lib]

you know she got drop it low for a real one
please don’t f#ck wit me n#gga i might k!ll some’n
i’m in the field wit the steel tryna drill some’n
ask about me i been thuggin since a lil one
glizzy on my lap put the city on my back
young n#gga tryna make a milli off this rap
get rich or die tryin like im fifty in the trap
n#ggas dissin online n#ggas silly they get slapped
b#tch i’m riding through the city wit a mac in a foreign
catch a opp slippin on the block then we scorin
n#ggas get wet when the choppa start pourin
score on a n#gga wit my tongue out like jordan
big dawg big dawg i’ma big dawg
skee mask big stick we the hit squad
young loc please don’t get a n#gga p#ssed off
we got let some clips off air it out and dip off

[chorus 2] (mac foreign)
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one

[verse 2] (mac foreign)
ridin through the city with the whole gang
hands out the window twistin fingas witcha ho mayne
daddy had a rope chain got it off the cocaine
west side n#gga dawg all i know is dope game
im in ya city wit the flame and the smoke
i need a bad b#tch that can aim wit the scope
a 1 finessin i’ma tell her what she won’t
b#tch i’m from the dirty i be doin what you don’t
from a youngin had to get it on my own
now i ride though the cities wit the sticks and the stones
bad b#tch twerkin tryna get me on the phone
ima bust it wide open ima pass it to the bros
its no feelings allowed i don’t feel none
its tha mafia ain’t nuthin but real ones
pretty in the face and i know she love a thug n#gga
now bust that p#ssy open yeah for a drug dealah

[chorus 3] (mac foreign)
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
she gone throw it back on a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
she gone bust it open for a real one
if i catch a opp slipping im’a k!ll one
back on a real one
back on a real one
back on a real one
im’a k!ll one
for a real one
for a real one
for a real one
im’a k!ll one
haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaa
im’a k!ll one

- tupid young mac foreign lyrics

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