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waka flocka flame - keep it real lyrics

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[hook]
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas

[verse 1]
waka flocka and rick ross, boy, we so trill
dj khaled, motherf-cker, i’m so hood
me and ace hood trapping, selling good
robbery thoughts, man, i wish a n-gga would
me and trick daddy riding, swerving in a donk
blowing loud, kush stinking like a f-cking skunk
me and papa duck parking lot flexing
rolling off them beans, boy, we high like george jetson
need a bad b-tch, so i paged trina
a hoe with -ss like jacki-o, tell me, have you seen her?
i got money, i got cash
f-ck with plies, n-gga, that’s your -ss
brick squad clique, we about that cash
f-ck with gucci mane, that’s your -ss

[hook]
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas

[verse 2]
what’s up, murda mook? what’s up, uncle murda?
what’s up, maino? ain’t no place i can’t go
g-unit indo, yes, i’m blowing 50 packs
lloyd banks and yayo, y’all know y’all my kinfolk
catch me in bx, f-cking with terror squad
or better yet, in harlem world f-cking with dipset
you don’t want your clique wet, so please, no disrespect
all i know is grip the tec, so please, no disrespect
q-u-e-e-n-s, north jamaica, queens, back down to baisley projects
or westside merrick, f-cking with the towers
red raindrops on you motherf-cking cowards
family so f-cking real, yes, i’m down to f-cking k!ll
i’m about the dollar bill, trying to see a hundred mill

[hook]
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas
keep it real and don’t lie, smoke blunts till i die
boy, the trap on fire, puff the j, gon’ get high
in the trap with the hit squad k!llers
signed on the dotted line, the brick squad n-ggas



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