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  • It's some real ******z here, it's some real ******z here
    It's some real, it's some real, it's some real ******z here
    It's some real ******z here, it's some real ******z here
    All the time we steady screamin'
    DTP for life! [Verse 1: I-20]
    It's clear who on top dawg,
    I guess I ain't supposed to count
    A 1/4 mill before the deal, my wife was spendin' most of that (yeah!)
    ******z buy the bar out, thinkin' they could hang with us
    ****** it Chaka, buy the club 'cause we brought some change with us
    But if my money wasn't straight,
    I'd go right back & rob a ******
    I'm tryna get that
    Maybach & goin' back to maul the ******!
    The glock will scare most ******z, but some will try to act hard
    SK-32, call that *******t my black card! & everybody want somethin' you can bet yo' life on it
    Some hoes will try to give you head, others put a price on it
    I-Dub, young dealer, know the name & take it down
    Extacy to *******, bag it up & break it down & yeah this might surprise you, you are being lied to
    ****** if he real
    I need some *******t that
    I can ride to
    Bang bang, shoot 'em up, ****** that's the motto here
    Livin' fo' today 'cause you might not see tomorrow here [Chorus x2: I-20] [Lil' Fate: talking in background]
    Tell 'em, tell 'em!!!
    Yeeah (yeeah), look [Verse 2: Lil' Fate]
    I ain't gotta try dawg,
    I can get gangsta too
    The ground'll be
    Blood red, your face'll be
    Crip blue
    Can of whoop-ass
    I'ma open soon as
    I spot you
    For talkin' all that bull*******t off in them interviews
    We ain't gotta rob you, we gettin' money over here
    No album dropped, still shawty is a millionaire
    Put a price on your head if you wanna take it there
    Funeral, front row, mama cryin' +
    Right Thurr+ +
    Jackpot+ took shots and got dropped all because
    He was poppin' off at the mouth like a hoe does
    ******* you can't expose us, naw it ain't no love
    When you see us in the streets act like you don't know us
    Slim said, "Don't let up!" so
    I had to stay on him
    Just to set the record straight - this is
    Lil' Fate, homie
    Only use if you or don't know me to light up the streets
    Better watch your words when you talkin' 'bout
    Disturbing
    Tha Peace [Chorus x2: I-20] [Verse 3: Ludacris]
    Hailin' from
    Blacklanta
    Metropolis & hangin' on the block with us
    You don't need laser vision to see it ain't no
    ******' stoppin' us
    Keepin' a gang of ******z that be layin' down that murder game
    Get that ass flame broiled, you
    SWEAR we worked at
    Burger King
    Swervin' mane, up and down the block
    Rock, steady cops
    Heavy on the booty of that
    Chevy please
    BELIEVE ME!
    Sippin' on that '
    Nac I'm ready to put a ****** on his belly or his back '
    Cause we ain't goin' down
    EASY! & that's if we go down at all,
    I'm quick to throw down & brawl
    I'll punch a hater in his throat for talkin' nonsense (blah!) & we won't back down at all until you back down and fall
    So tell Osama
    DTP's about that bomb *******t (blah!)
    We convicts like
    Akon & Young
    Jeez I can blow you off the map with two grips & one squeeze (aaahhh!)
    Just for walkin' on my turf you pay fees
    Or get a bullet to yo' teeth, tell these boys to say, "CHEESE!!!" [Chorus x2: I-20]
  • It's some real ******z here, it's some real ******z here
    It's some real, it's some real, it's some real ******z here
    It's some real ******z here, it's some real ******z here
    All the time we steady screamin'
    DTP for life! [Verse 1: I-20]
    It's clear who on top dawg,
    I guess I ain't supposed to count
    A 1/4 mill before the deal, my wife was spendin' most of that (yeah!)
    ******z buy the bar out, thinkin' they could hang with us
    ****** it Chaka, buy the club 'cause we brought some change with us
    But if my money wasn't straight,
    I'd go right back & rob a ******
    I'm tryna get that
    Maybach & goin' back to maul the ******!
    The glock will scare most ******z, but some will try to act hard
    SK-32, call that *******t my black card! & everybody want somethin' you can bet yo' life on it
    Some hoes will try to give you head, others put a price on it
    I-Dub, young dealer, know the name & take it down
    Extacy to *******, bag it up & break it down & yeah this might surprise you, you are being lied to
    ****** if he real
    I need some *******t that
    I can ride to
    Bang bang, shoot 'em up, ****** that's the motto here
    Livin' fo' today 'cause you might not see tomorrow here [Chorus x2: I-20] [Lil' Fate: talking in background]
    Tell 'em, tell 'em!!!
    Yeeah (yeeah), look [Verse 2: Lil' Fate]
    I ain't gotta try dawg,
    I can get gangsta too
    The ground'll be
    Blood red, your face'll be
    Crip blue
    Can of whoop-ass
    I'ma open soon as
    I spot you
    For talkin' all that bull*******t off in them interviews
    We ain't gotta rob you, we gettin' money over here
    No album dropped, still shawty is a millionaire
    Put a price on your head if you wanna take it there
    Funeral, front row, mama cryin' +
    Right Thurr+ +
    Jackpot+ took shots and got dropped all because
    He was poppin' off at the mouth like a hoe does
    ******* you can't expose us, naw it ain't no love
    When you see us in the streets act like you don't know us
    Slim said, "Don't let up!" so
    I had to stay on him
    Just to set the record straight - this is
    Lil' Fate, homie
    Only use if you or don't know me to light up the streets
    Better watch your words when you talkin' 'bout
    Disturbing
    Tha Peace [Chorus x2: I-20] [Verse 3: Ludacris]
    Hailin' from
    Blacklanta
    Metropolis & hangin' on the block with us
    You don't need laser vision to see it ain't no
    ******' stoppin' us
    Keepin' a gang of ******z that be layin' down that murder game
    Get that ass flame broiled, you
    SWEAR we worked at
    Burger King
    Swervin' mane, up and down the block
    Rock, steady cops
    Heavy on the booty of that
    Chevy please
    BELIEVE ME!
    Sippin' on that '
    Nac I'm ready to put a ****** on his belly or his back '
    Cause we ain't goin' down
    EASY! & that's if we go down at all,
    I'm quick to throw down & brawl
    I'll punch a hater in his throat for talkin' nonsense (blah!) & we won't back down at all until you back down and fall
    So tell Osama
    DTP's about that bomb *******t (blah!)
    We convicts like
    Akon & Young
    Jeez I can blow you off the map with two grips & one squeeze (aaahhh!)
    Just for walkin' on my turf you pay fees
    Or get a bullet to yo' teeth, tell these boys to say, "CHEESE!!!" [Chorus x2: I-20]