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rondoe - real niggas fuck with me كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
my son and my daughter, got me hustling harder
i ain’t worried bout what we gone eat tomorrow
pay me my n_gga r pay me no attention
i ain’t playing out c’here, i’m really trying to get it
i been grinding, tony hawk couldn’t tell me sh_t
??? this sh_t, nah cutty, f_ck the d_cks
i don’t f_ck with n_ggas that can potentially hop the fence
i can sell a b_tch or a zip, i sell all type of sh_t
burn a n_gga ass, but the money is the motive
sliding in a scr_pper, getting this paper on ’em
i yoke out the driveway, make it get sideways
doing no more than seventy on the highway
riding on blades, bad b_tch with me
she sell her p_ssy for me, and give me every penny
ball like penny, or ball like mike bibby
suckas don’t like me but the real n_ggas f_cks me wit me

[instrumental]

[verse 2]
pulled up to the stoplight, n_ggas looking funny
the way they was looking, you’ll think i owe ’em money
i clutched on my sh_t and let my window halfway down
they just wanted to tell me, i got flow and i run the town
i said that’s what’s up my n_ggas, then kept it pushing
i was heavy on the gas, headed to where it juggin’
and if my phone get slow, i’m picking up your b_tch
she been calling all week, begging for the d_ck
she want me to slide through and put my b_lls on her chin
told her probably later on, baby i’m on the grit (baby i’m on the grit)
and for you squares, n_gga that mean i’m hustling
and cutty i stay on the post like tim duncan
i’m just sayin, you n_ggas can’t f_ck with me
just ask em, they gone tell you who got the streets
man i’m chilling, in a little town, k!lling it
and i don’t give a f_ck if you b_tch n_ggas feel this (feel this)
[instrumental]

- rondoe

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