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Real One (Intro)

 

Real One (Intro)

(album: 3rd World - 2015)


Bottom of her shoes
Yeah the red ones

Way before this dope
We had a pill run

Bring me all the pints
Yeah the sealed ones

If I'm in a good mood
I might sell some

Me and clee
Smoking out the body bag

Taking double shots
Doin the molly dance

Jeezy in the kitchen
With the pots and pans

This one on one on how to run
Run up ya bands

You say you want smoke
With a real one

You say you want pour up
With a real one

We pour out the pints
Yeah the real ones

Woke up the next day
I was still done

My bitch so bad
She need her ass whipped

Rich young nigga
Making cash flip

Taking pictures on the grey hound
On my last trip

Came back in three days
On the fast tip

My niggas show up
Like a task force

Give a nigga exactly
What he ask for

Fuck a hoe
Make her leave out the back door

Nother hit and run
That's a sad story

You say you want smoke
With a real one

You say you want pour up
With a real one

Mason margiellas
These are real ones

Rgs the mob
We the real ones

Bottom of her shoes
Yeah the red ones

Way before this dope
We had a pill run

Bring me all the pints
Yeah the sealed ones

My bitch say
She like her steaks Well done

My nigga meech a putchyu
In a body bag

These blue strips
Got me doin the money dance

I charge a cool dolla
For the brotha man

This one on how to run
Run up ya bands

Yeah free
All the real ones

Smoke one
For the real ones

Pour up some
For the real ones

These niggas tellin
On the real ones

Fg
I'm the real ones

Bitch, Rgs
We the real ones

Finna throw the reds on
Yeah the real ones

done

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