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ikay - dem boyz كلمات الأغنية

[intro:]
uh huh… blaoh,
uh! ikay… lifestyle… blaoh,
let’s do this… for real,
uh huh… uh!

[verse 1:]
when i step out,
pull my tech out,
you better step down,
or get down,
i’m hot now,
i can’t stop now,
rollin in da benz with pac in da background,
flossing!
trying to make a fortune,
snitch n-gg-z talkin,
blaow! blaow! his life is what is cost him,
awesome!
if it’s beef, i want some,
tell me where my n-gg-z at,
da streets know i’m i’ll when i spit my rap,
they say hip hop’s dead, i’m here to bring it back,
i’m still rhyming, shining,
got two chicks on my d-ck, y’all i’m grinding,
came from sh-t, now my rolex is diamond,
never forget where i came from,
life is like a puzzle! yea, it’s like a game son,
when da n-gg- scr-ppy got locked up,
i said to my dawgs… yo life’s f-cked up,
sh-t we do to survive,
now i understand why snitch n-gg-z can’t look me in my eyes,
diss lifestyle you die,
i got da games in my hands,
money and fame in my hands,
f-ck around i’ll have yo brain in my hands.

[chorus:]
dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

[verse 2:]
uh huh… uh,
i got da game in my palms,
radio play my songs,
da whole world gon love my funeral psalms,
i’m not a hot boy, i’m not chris brown,
blowin weed in da air, dis is how i get down,
cold blood thugz,
rollin on dubs,
i’m a street n-gg-, never find me in da club,
show ya boy love,
b-tches, kisses and hugs,
holla at da kid baby… uh!
i’m a chick magnet, rhymes that i spit made me mad rich,
n-gg- play my hits while i blaze my spliff,
glock on my hip, brown outfit,
need a “a”-town chick,
a new york dime piece,
california white freak wrapped under my sheet,
i feel so blessed, feel like i’m da best,
mama don’t stress,
i got a “s” on my chest.

[chorus:]
dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

[verse 3:]
they shot at my coupe, hate on my crew,
what can i do, hate on em too,
black gloves, vest! i stay strapped,
gun in my lap,
hate on me you get killed in da act,
n-body loves me,
weed in my system… i’m trying to be drug free,
didn’t choose to be a “g”, i’m just chasing my dreams,
get in my way, ya blood flow like a stream,
pull up in da scene,
black lamborghini, i see n-gg-z face screwed up like it’s a ghost they seen,
i don’t trust dem b-tches, still cautious,
i’m trying to breathe but they won’t back up off us,
i’m a business man, da streets is my office,
i’ll put you in da right frame of mind, call me da prophet,
n-gg- stop it, this whack sh-t you call rapping,
all i’m hearin is b-tches and gun clappin,
what happened to da p-ssion, da old school fashion,
i’m ashamed how you n-gg-z been actin.

[chorus:]
dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

dem boyz ain’t real, dem boyz don’t ride,
dem boyz can’t hear, dem boyz gon die,
dis boy so live,
come on n-gg-z, we gon ball all night.

- ikay

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