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Real Boston Richey

2 Million Up (Remix)

 

2 Million Up (Remix)


If we locked in, ain't no switchin'up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I'm riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up
Caught him outside, now he in a blunt
Ain't no fallin'off, I done put two million up, nigga
Aing no falling off, I done put two million up

Brodie came home, same ol' shit
Know I'm dead wrong
Still front his ass a brick (ayy)
Gave him ten bands had to equip him with a switch
Stupid with the blick
I don't even know why I gave that nigga this shit
Now we right back in the shit
Going through it at home but I don't even wanna date another bitch
Bust down AP two tone either way I ain't playin on my wrist
We been thuggin long I know I'm dead wrong I know you pissed
But tonight bae I can't make it home I gotta bust my licks
Nigga play I drop a bag now that's another hit
Mmm get some head go take a bath then switch another fit
Pops told me if you could make it out then you could fuck the bitch
I been waking up gotta bust my ass cause he wasn't born rich
You know how it get brodie caught a couple cases
But we all know how it went
Couple niggas died from the other way I don't know who spent
When I hit the D Peezy pick me up 580 Benz mmm mm mmm

If we locked in, ain't no switching up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I'm riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up
Caught him outside, now he in a blunt
Ain't no falling off, I done put two million up, nigga
(Peezy I got ya nigga what up doe!)
Ain't no falling off, I done put two million up

Play with me and mine then them switches coming out
Ever go broke then them dishes coming out
Right hand to God On that pyrex stand
Take the lid off the pot get that paper towel ready
Heard you sold a brick or two don't make you a trapper
Over 20 million sold and that don't make me a rapper
Nigga screaming real whole life phoney
He's a actor either way your Al Pacino or you Tony
Biden hit my line said that I should meet with him
Told him on his way out he best be freeing Meech n nem
50 at a time guess I was a 50 Boy
Hit em' right back I need another 50 Boy
Jizzle what it mean when they say 'it's on da flo'
If I gotta tell ya nigga then I guess you'll never know
Maybach Fenkell Ave two-tone tinted up
Me and the boy Peezy bout to fuck da city up

If we locked in, ain't no switchin'up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I'm riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up
(Ya)
Caught him outside, now he in a blunt
(Ya)
Ain't no falling off, I done put two million up, nigga
Ain't no falling off, I done put two million up

Brodie came home right back spinning
Try to teach him how to rap but niggas scared cause he a menace
Hundred thousand for the pendant tried to tell em' Izzy did it
Trapping never was dead them niggas scared and ion feel it
Police kicking down my door they told me freeze but ian listen
I'm the one that keep my mouth shut I'm a stick to my amendment
When the last time you seen unc I told dem bitches ian never see em'
I can feel allat lil fuck shit in the air like Beanie Sigel
That's that shit that get you stepped on
I been flexing hard I take care fam with the trap money
Bad hoes bopping
Look what money make a bitch do 49 got it
These niggas sicker than the swine flu
I trick her till her mind gone
Peezy what it is?
I think I been getting more money than 50 Boyz
Pull up big lamb truck it make alot of noise
She ain't trying leave cause I'ma buy her what she want
I ain't duckin no smoke nigga!

(You got that whole thing, Keep that just like that, Let me hear that from the top)

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