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rxk nephew – the real lil reese كلمات اغاني

[intro]
i call this the crack house
yeah
stop flexing your muscles, jrdn
ayy
baby

[verse]
baby, you bad, but i’m focused on trappin’
in and out, daddy gon’ make it happen
you act like you the one out there trappin’
new breed tapper, i ain’t internet, no cappin’
baby complain ’bout all of that bullsh_t
out the trap all day, you just doin’ sh_t
gl!ck on my hip, that’s what big neph coolin’ with
raised by a g, so you know you ain’t foolin’ me
back the f_ck up with that foolery
bae want a bag, don’t give a d_mn ’bout no jewelry
get caught with this gl!ck, get crucified
got l!cks to go hit, can’t come for the night
she like, “get out the streets, stop dealing with white”
these n_ggas ain’t for you, i’m like, “you’re right”
shе know where i’m from, baby girl my type
dеalin’ with unc, i ain’t tryin’ type
baby girl textin’ and ask ’bout my day
baby, you bad, i’ll tell you to your face
walk in that b_tch like pootie tang
she like, “ooh, you so smooth, do your thing”
baby cannot trick a trickster
neph not lackin’, like the old lil mister
she talkin’ ’bout songs how i dissed her
she in her feelings, i don’t kiss her
ayy, swag i got, no comparison
talk with the ho’s, [?]
canon on me like i’m shootin’ for pictures
look like i’m shootin’ for paramount films
classic dope, like polaroid films
pull over quick, eat me up at kwik fill
walk in the trap, doin’ drills since the big wheels
baby, don’t make slitherman get crazy
unc want 1.8, he got 80
ot charger, b_tch, 350 for a beta
thick ass b_tch from [?]
make the glock up it, high hater
b_tch guyanese and half milesian
money ain’t right, i’ll see you later
she like, “don’t change, just stay the same”
i’m like, “i thought you wanted me to change?”
hop in the benz, drinkin’ henny to be ‘sane
drinkin’ a gallon every other day
take a tole on my body, see it in my face
they like, “neph, don’t let it k!ll you”
strap the f_ck up, she like, “bae, i feel you”
you say that you hit and leave, i k!ll you
it’s a .30 on this b_tch, this not no dillinger
ayy, baby girl said that i’m way too slithery
they locked me up, they gon’ get rid of me
leave it in the past, it’s just a memory
i’m a rapper now, unc like, “you remember me?”
i cannot forget times at the trap
on the air mattress ’til it was flat
she cookin’ me noodles and rubbin’ my back
ayy, baby like, “neph, you’re gorgeous”
got two daughters, they gorgeous
phone keep ringin’, jake keep callin’
she like, “i love how you think, neph, you the best”
’til i send his ass to cardiac arrest
glock sound like dj khaled, we the best
glock got a dumb body, like dj khaled
pac got out of shape, like dj khaled
unc healthy as f_ck, don’t need no salad
glock hit your body, do fat transfers
glock look like a washed up stripper dancer
glock look like a b_tch from charlotte named nancy
glock turn you to crazy legs when he dancin’
glock sound like who the h_ll is carlo
glock turn a ford focus to a monte carlo
walk in with the glock like a henny bottle
glock look like a pizza with stuffed crust
glock look like buffy, the body is buff
nerf glock like it came from toys_r_us
glock look like a pair of black uggs
bae like, “neph, that’s enough ’bout the glock”
you looked through my phone, that’s enough ’bout the thots
step in the trap, punch the f_ck out the pot
i’ma switch it up, rap ’bout ar_15’s
ar look like a swiffer mopper
ar dust the ceiling in this b_tch
big dumb ar look like wendy williams
lil’ kim glock, i might fully equip it
shiny ass glock look like lil’ kim
beat an opp ’til he look like lil’ kim
like the weeknd, beat your cheek bones in
i’m kanye when he met taylor swift
sn_tch the mic out your hand and talk my sh_t
i’m kanye talkin’ ’bout slavery
feel like kanye whole hood hatin’ me
i’m the new kanye when he off his med
i think kanye got cloned by the feds
go out like kanye, sacrifice my mama
jennifer hudson sacrificed her whole house
modern day prince without his ass out
i’m mike off the beans until i pass out
ask to hit my henny, might punch you in your jaw
gallon of henny break a b_tch jaw
b_tch like, “uh_uh, you drinking henny?”
i don’t drink moët, that sh_t have me p_ssy
what i look like? “in da club” 50?
most of these b_tches be moving ditzy
right wrist in the pot, like jim jones and chrissy
i might take my b_tches on love & hip_hop
spit on the police, like 2pac
they thought my trap wouldn’t jump, like soulja
if i tell you my story, it sound like soulja boy
that time he was booted up talkin’ to vlad
he was tellin’ my story, he was talkin’ ’bout that
i’ma talk about henny when i interview with vlad
this henny taste like a purple popsicle
this henny taste like pop rocks when i was little
this henny remind me of my crackhead uncle
henny taste like neckbone stew
this henny taste like fat off of bacon
this henny taste like pork rinds and pig feet
this henny taste better than grandma’s food
henny taste like tropicana orange juice
this henny taste like a whole lot
this henny taste gooder than a f_ck
this henny, the henny fresher than me
this henny so good
i offered it to the thots, she said she ain’t want no henny
i’m like, “b_tch, you too bougie for henny?”
i’ma loop the beat, b_tch (b_tch, b_tch, b_tch)
b_tch wanna watch love & basketball
what the f_ck i’ma get out of watching that?
i’d rather watch your onlyfans
you want me to pay what? a gram?
give a b_tch some coke, get the whole team head
b_tch better use her feet, like flintstone fred
american dad glock, like roger head
don’t ask ’bout my mom and pops, they dead
when i was young, i loved cornering the children
poltergeist at the trap, that’s my only friend
put an opp in the corner, on timeout
i look like scorpion, rip your spine out
b_tch wanna go watch mortal combat
b_tch, my wrist in the pot, hand_and_hand combat
wish i went to the army, ran off with guns
if i was from chiraq, would’ve had fun
sometimes i wish i was from 63rd
opps hate me like i’m from 63rd
i was really in the field, i’m not lil durk
they like, “neph, why you always mention lil durk?”
i don’t even like that n_gga face
bin got me ’bout to sh_t, like lil reese
they was never outside, like chief keef
whole life i’ve been fresher than chief keef
i was dirtier than the john madden video
look like i was in the chief john madden video
ain’t even have a shirt, so i ain’t wear one
i feel like fredo santana turnt up
only n_gga i like is fredo santana
all that n_gga rap about is k!llin’ people
he od’d on drugs, i can relate
feel like i’m ’bout to overdose every day
off twenty e_pills for myself
whole gallon of henny by myself
i told jrdn flex your muscles on this
this henny, i’m flexin’ my muscles with this
i’ma lift this henny, get my triceps right
how much this weigh? it got my biceps right
take off my shirt, look like juandissimo
get a n_gga b_tch pregnant, like juandissimo
your baby look like me, like she poof
talk to the fish like timmy turner do
i look at the bowl, it’s just me and you
i wish to the bowl like timmy turner do
i walk in that b_tch like chip skylark
b_tch talkin’ ’bout she love my shiny ass t__th
i’ma make a song ’bout her pretty ass feet
she like, “it’s been three days, neph, get in the shower”
i’m like, “hold the f_ck up, b_tch, i wrote sh_t [?]”
i’m like, “b_tch, you a whole [?]”
you talkin’ ’bout upgrading the [?]
what hospital you work at so you can wipe my ass?
and i’ma pay for that with my medicaid
b_tch talkin’ ’bout “when tax time come”
b_tch, what the f_ck is your social security number?
b_tch, what’s your mama’s social security number?
i told my b_tch we all that we got
with that being said, let me rob yo’ pops
i told that b_tch, “let’s try cocaine”
she like, “how i feel, neph, i never did it”
i’m like, “nevermind, try this gray sh_t”
she thought it was a perc, it was fentanyl
i be bobby brown, you be whitney houston
sacrifice my wife, like i’m bobby brown
get my bae mom k!lled, like p. diddy
beat the sh_t out my side b_tch, chris brown
give a b_tch black eyes, like dr. dre
break in a b_tch house, like oj
they can’t stop me, like mike vick
go to jail, come home, do the same sh_t
catch a body, beat it, like rey mysterio
die in a holiday inn, like eddie guerrero
my b_tch like, “neph, don’t go get in the tub”
she like, “get in the shower, stand up”
i’m like, “b_tch, rest in peace bobbi christina
i’ma die in the tub, like bobbi christina
she like, “neph, why you talkin’ ’bout dyin’?”
b_tch, i’m kanye with that white family
b_tch, i’m travis scott with that white family
b_tch got box braids thinkin’ she brandy
b_tch from dior sendin’ money to her family
she think we gon’ survive off baklava
spanish b_tch survivin’ off rice and beans
i ate oxtails, she was mad at me
she like, “how the f_ck you got oxtails?”
from my jamaican b_tch from up the street
i got more baby mama’s than peter gunz
they should put me on that tv show cheaters
b_tch ask for my instagram
i’m like, “b_tch, you can follow me on tinder”
don’t trust your home girls, they on tinder
her mama talkin’ ’bout she seen me on tinder
seven sugar mamas, i met ’em on tinder
i used to wanna f_ck waka flocka mom
do me like you did juice and put me on
let me and pap do sh_t like french and gucci
walk in that b_tch like a wrestler
unc punch mailman out ’bout the stimulus
don’t know who i am, i’m not a citizen
don’t trust him if he can’t stop fidgetin’
i want a bean, not no d_mn ritalin
i was locked up missin’ e_pills
i missed henny more than my family
henny the only one who understand me
henny was there, i was suicidal
henny was there when i had my baby
henny was there when my grandma raised me
henny was there when i robbed my plug
gallon of henny plus other drugs
big neph the reason her nose stuffed
walk past the trap, it closed up
beat up the pot ’til it black out
they tried to blackball [?]
hold on, let me fix my hat right
took an ot, she can’t act right
backspin kick, hit her with act right
b_tch kepe talkin’ ’bout the last time
this not the same henny from last time
if i’m sober i can’t really rap right (rxk)
ayy (i call this the crack house)
holdin’ that henny like i’m arm wresting
i love this henny, i can’t lie
henny taste like a deluxe burger with fries (stop flexing your muscles, jrdn)
henny taste like a dutch style backwood
3.5 backwood taste like henny
henny taste like a 3.5
3.5 is some fire, fire, fire
come to the side, get a 2.9
unc only sniff coke, but i made him smoke crack
he like, “since i met you, my life was never the same”
at the rehabilitation sellin’ cocaine
i hate who the f_ck invented rehab
i feel like famous dex gettin’ high again
obama was never black, they lied again
they should’ve said that was just their hawaiian friend
f_ck a rap battle, i’m the real lion’s den
i’ma walk in that b_tch like a battle rapper
i used to be broker than battle rappers
with no swag, like a new jersey battle rapper
they said i was washed up like murda mook
never met a grown man that called himself a mook
more white tees than loaded lux do
why the f_ck sean garrett started singin’?
walked in that b_tch, f_cked your b_tch to serani
unc detailed the call, like he lexani
why you movin’ like that? denali
never heard of future when it comes to the molly
neph on the road, like an eighteen_wheeler
if they catch me, they gon’ clone me, like i’m oprah
they gon’ brainwash me, like i’m oprah
replace my brain, like i’m tyler perry
step in booted off eight different drugs
off the d_mn cut, got her nose stuffed up
tie a b_tch to the back of the car and drag it
doin’ devil’s work since dragon tales
i’ma order some pizza, the doc got hungry
we gon’ bump my tape while i play with the luigi
glock look like a fat b_tch in a bikini
glock make you dance dumber than p. diddy
pap post a dumb n_gga for holdin’ that b_tch down
these ho’s will run you dry and break you down
b_tch, get out of my face, i’m fresh with my brother
b_tch actin’ up, b_tch, we’ll jump ya
glock scream louder than afro thunder
this henny like a drip, a cold to the brain
i don’t want that weed, i don’t know that strain
i feel like the n_gga who freed the slaves
sometimes i feel like they never freed the slaves
i feel like the n_gga who planned 9/11
i feel like the n_gga who hated the government
f_ck food stamps and f_ck the government
donald trump know the whole hood bought work with it
first stimulus, i bought a gun with it
second stimulus, i bought drugs with it
they talkin’ ’bout a fourth and fifth one comin’
auntie talkin’ ’bout a seventh one comin’
pandemic over, they ain’t ballin’ no more
auntie got twelve_hundred three times in a row
five minutes, she came three times in a row
she said the straight drop taste like yams
i might go on the ‘gram and f_ck on a fan
she like, “neph, stop f_ckin’ your female fans”
they said that’s the same sh_t r. kelly did
ayy, unc think he r. kelly at the trap
unc tryna buy some young p_ssy
twelve_hundred dollars for one cookie
you’re stressin’ me out, you’re buggin’ me, b_tch
c.t.m.b., can’t trust me, b_tch
see this b_tch on my hip? i up that ho
me and her hit l!cks, never f_cked that ho
baby like, “d_mn, you don’t get sick?”
always turnt, don’t know what withdrawal is
i get a headache, pop another bean
sh_t in the morning on hennessy
henny got me sh_ttin’, like lil reese
bean got me ’bout to sh_t, like lil reese
i done lost my voice, like lil reese
used to share clothes, like durk and lil reese
lost weight, i was skinny as lil reese
seen an opp, made him sh_t, like lil reese
hit a l!ck, sh_ttin’ on ’em, like lil reese
psd draws lookin’ like lil reese’s
they like, “neph, you sh_t like lil reese”
glock hit you like the n_gga who made reese sh_t
two_tone glock, like lil reese draws
glock hit you like lil reese, knock you out your draws
on the phone while i’m sh_ttin’, like lil reese
can’t forget my gun like lil reese
twelve behind, almost sh_tted, like lil reese
they some fake ass reapers, like lil reese
walk in like the old gbe
they thought i’d fall off, like sd
glock kiss an opp, like birdman
’bout a hundred times robbed the perc man
shoot a b_tch in they neck, like lil reese
jump on a b_tch face, like lil reese
won’t let the label do me like lil reese
won’t blow on a feature like lil reese
matter fact, i should name this song “lil reese”
’cause i sh_tted on this, like lil reese
this loud smell like lil reese when he sh_tted
rest in peace king von
ayy, b_tch, i got more friends than e_40
had little ass dreads like e_40
see the [?] with me, got three on me
i’ma walk in that b_tch, 2_tone tuff tony
2_tone tuff drunk as f_ck in this b_tch
2_tone light spliffs in the club
2_tone tuff tony got the gl!ck in the club
2_tone tuff tony t’d up in this b_tch
2_tone tuff the reason that they sniffin’
back the f_ck up, 2 tuff ton’ in the kitchen
when 2 tuff ton’ get turnt, it get different
2 tuff tony not turnin’ down nothin’
2_tone put a sign on the door, don’t touch the kn_b
2 tuff tony, he kick in your door
2 tuff tony be off of cocaine
tony be on all kinds of drugs
i’ll f_ck your motherf_ckin’ ass, okay?
2 tuff tony i am
i sended joey to get his ass whacked
2 tuff tony got mob ties
the backwood not lit, on bloodclaat i’m high
take your ring, like teddy bruckshot
little ass glock sound like mavado
you not wanna run with the cocaine
up that glock, like konichiwa
auntie at the side door, “give me ten minutes”
i cook a deuce up in ten minutes
i deliver five minutes
how you want it?
i deep_fry cocaine for you
i’m fresh as f_ck
i talk to the opps like, “you need duck sauce?”
i’m the reason they ran out of all the sauce
yeah, i told the plug i’ma see him mañana
talk to the plug like [?]
don’t ask big neph, i don’t know what that means
when it comes to drug dealing, i speak different languages
i will speak vietnamese in this b_tch
i will speak swahili in this b_tch
got the same missiles the koreans got
b_tch, i’m the brand new erik schrody
i’m a real reptile, not zuckerberg
trap jump like it’s ran by zuckerberg
catch an opp, do his ass, like yung berg
this henny taste like mango pepsi
when i don’t know what to rap ’bout, i talk ’bout henny
when i don’t know what to rap ’bout, i diss the industry
i’m not the n_gga who will work at kennedy’s
i’m not the n_gga who will sell an eighth
b_tch suck d_ck, came back with an eighth
f_ck the l!ck, thirty minutes only got an eighth
b_tch smoked ’bout thirty eighth’s today
b_tch smoked newports and black & milds too
that’s the same sh_t rihanna eye black and blue
put a b_tch on the flight, send her back home
she like, “neph, calm down, why you tuff tony?”
2 tuff tony with a thot on a tuesday
2 tuff tony got no ceiling, like tunechi
2 tuff tony got more ho’s than two times two
i’ma f_ck on a b_tch in a sixty dollar telly jacuzzi
big neph in the shower with his socks off
look like nelly in that movie with his socks off
you can say what you want, get your rocks off
work at mickey d, the same as picking cotton b_lls
dumb b_tch talkin’ ’bout “she goin’ to college”
now she in debt talkin’ ’bout her problems
i got better credit than everybody i know that went to college
b_tch, and i worked at the trap
i’ma put an escort house in my name
i hate the judge, lawyers, and da’s

- rxk nephew

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