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doe boy - real talk pt.3 كلمات الأغنية

[intro – 2pac]
we doing this sh-t from cleveland to la, n-gga
whatever you n-ggas want, we bringin’ it!
thug luv, n-gga. what time is it?
i don’t give a f-ck where you lay at, n-gga
it’s time to slay these b-tch-made n-ggas!
they ain’t even knowing what type of n-ggas we is
where my thugs at?

[verse – doe boy]
f-ck n-ggas talkin’ that sh-t, but i swear on my flag, n-gga it ain’t on nothin’
i was 16 with a m-16, pull up on a f-ck n-gga start drummin’
broke lil’ n-gga we ain’t care about nothin’, when you see me just start runnin’
just a lil’ n-gga with a mask and a glock, n-gga that’s when them bands start comin’
tool on deck, so back up
cop run my name and called backup
cause he know a n-gga be strapped up
i’d never put that mac up
100 round chopper, 30 rounds popper
you ain’t no shooter, you ain’t no robber
you ain’t no k!ller, you ain’t no shotta
what you shoot? what was you robbin’?
stop flexin’, savage young n-gga, i’m reckless
f-ck n-gga come in my section, put you in a box no message. headless!
i don’t really give 2-f-cks about you
nosey -ss n-gga, i was raised by the k!llers
youngin’ 15 and he toting that 30
had to multiply his f-ckin’ n-ggas by two
young n-gga g-ngb-ngin’, in the hood flag hangin’, runnin’ with a 40 on his hip
nighttime lookin’ for a l!ck. you was probably lookin’ for a b-tch
rattin’ -ss n-gga, you a snitch. see it in your eye you a b-tch
mouth talkin’ off tough sh-t. heart sayin’ you ain’t on sh-t
tote that glock, 3 gon’ get shot. get d n-ggas or you gon’ get got
throwin’ head shots, give a f-ck about an opp
execute a n-gga, make his kids can watch
f-ck -ss n-ggas get dropped. realest n-gga rappin’ since pac
i was really thuggin’ on the block. i was really sendin’ them shots
f-1, f-2, f-3, f-4, n-gga even got a f-5
on the firm, that ain’t no lie. n-gga try me gon’ die
hate me, i don’t know why?
you don’t like being alive?
mob boss n-gga, i’m tired
had the whole set go wild
still on that same thing, rubber band money gang
n-gga wanna roll wit’ me, ?? at yo’ brain
n-gga you lost it, n-gga don’t like to be cautious
your hood’s probably the softest. start with us, ain’t no pausin’
hater on my d-ck, get off me. before a n-gga hide in your closet
i ain’t gon’ do no talkin’. answer this gun, it’s callin’

- doe boy

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