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sob x rbe - keep it on the real كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: yhung t.o.]
and we be going on and on and on
on ’til the morning come and gone
don’t wanna argue no more ’cause you be going on and on and on
and baby i’m on it, and you know
you take it all ’til it’s all long gone
baby i’m ballin’ i’m john lebron
ain’t wit’ that f-ck sh-t you got it all wrong
i ain’t wit’ that lame sh-t baby, let you ride i’ll drive you crazy
i got thousands on me daily, brush it off ’cause i’m too wavy
i’m too on it, i could get you off it
baby i’m that n-gga, not the one to be f-cked wit’
for n-ggas on that narc sh-t, draco hold a hunnid
i can’t trust these b-tches, strictly only bruh sh-t
aye, slow down, slow down, baby don’t you rush it
like f-ck it, i just bought a chop and i can’t wait to bust it
and i don’t wanna make no -ssumptions
i can’t give my all and just end up wit’ nothin’
these n-ggas i ain’t trusting, these hoes i ain’t lovin’
that chop get to bustin’ that k sh-t from russia
roll somethin’ up and get high as jamaican’s
get anxious leave holes in his face like he jason

[verse 2: slimmy b]
choppa wit’ that big thang, foreign when i switch lanes
twelve hunnid for the shoes, b-tch check the kick game
f-ck a 9, .40 cal, i’m only totin’ big thangs
was finna hit your main but i didn’t ’cause that b-tch stank
f-ckin’ wit’ a p, ’cause her last n-gga big lame
at the crib, got your b-tch naked givin’ big brain
throwin’ up them c’s like a n-gga in the crip gang
been about that cash money, birdman, rich gang
big tymin’, chang chang
mob ties, chain gang
body shot for what? b-tch i’m lettin’ n-gga’s brains hang
smokin’ on that kk, f-ckin’ n-ggas main thangs
block boy, hot boy, thuggin’ and i can’t change
keep it on the real baby i’ma do the same thang
gotta keep this steel in case a n-gga tryna lane change
beat the p-ssy up like i’m pops wit’ it, bang bang
on the block a hunnid n-ggas deep yellin’ gang gang, b-tch!
it’s the motherf-ckin’ family
choppa get to singin’ like it’s tryna win a grammy
two hunnid on the dash, broke n-ggas can’t catch me
f-ck, then i cut that’s why your b-tch can’t stand me
young n-ggas tryna have more whips than a tow yard
balmain’s but i still sag to show the goyard
let that glock to a n-gga head like i’m o dog
and sob the gang, you broke n-ggas i don’t know ya’ll

[outro: yhung t.o.]
i ain’t wit’ that lame sh-t baby, let you ride i’ll drive you crazy
i got thousands on me daily, brush it off ’cause i’m too wavy
i’m too on it, i could get you off it
baby i’m that n-gga, not that one to be f-cked wit’
for n-ggas on that narc sh-t, draco hold a hunnid

- sob x rbe

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