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the real boogieman - bkandzmb3z lyrics

[intro]
grah, grah, grah, grah
yeah man
dead opps man, dead opps in this mug
whole lot of dead n*ggas in this, ya hear me
yeah, get back gang, serious ya hear me
yeah, 91 days on the dot, n*gga got a phone write up, you can’t get that back n*gga
grah, grah
(h*h*hey, taewon)
face shot, face shot

[verse]
they left buddy dead as f*ck, caught him walkin’ out the house, thought it was time out
blacc stood on 10, slo*be ran and got tired out (night, night)
jaaybo makin’ songs, like he in vegas tryna hide out (where he at?)
all that flyk, now your brother really fly now (yeah)
drunk at the vermont, security saved me a couple times now (yeah)
said he smokin’ choke, chubb dead with his spine out
100 n*ggas makin’ diss songs, somebody lyin’ now (yeah)
the gzzz so dry, these sukkas dyin’ where they hide out (aye, where you at?)
ain’t no playin’ bang three gangs, b*tch i am not leek (hopper)
i’m so nightengale, i bang cali went to bear creek (all north side sh*t)
choppa pop sukkas, and touch kids, call it trey b (weirdo)
i ain’t ever have to rape a b*tch, they had to pay me (yeah)
top notch b*tch was a fan, turned to groupie (just bein’ real)
he won’t tell you his mama dyin’, how he got jewelry? (yeah, it’s the truth)
a rapper got caught and he yelled, “don’t do me”
i’m tired of all this lyin’ these b*tch n*ggas been doin’ (oh, alright)
aye, the homie died in the hood, that’s how its supposed to be
n*gga’s claiming 2*1 like cuddie notice me (they put anybody on)
every time we caught a sukka, they was out of bounds
jaaybo makin’ diss songs, but shoot them out of town
osama really died a rat, blood y’all still trippin’?
24 hours lost 2 that sh*t hit different
y’all ain’t shootin’ in the gales something ain’t adding up (where you at?)
your homies died back to back, ain’t y’all had enough (both face shot)
roll the slo, roll the e, roll the chubb (grahh)
i’m bouncin’ out on feet, guarantee they gon’ get touched (grahh)
aye, aye, catch a sukka let em’ have it
any n*gga postin’ edward really a f*ggot
ask joc, hari see leek, what had happened?
y’all said f*ck the west, now y’all cool, what had happened?
any n*gga saying f*ck us, let em’ have it
i’m sending shots at any bar, i ain’t going out like adam (grahh, grahh)
yeah, yeah, n*ggas rap good but they be cappin’ (yeah)
i really got beast in my name, you better ask em’ (face shot)
crash n*ggas dyin’ before they ever, see a cap and gown (yeah)
free boy, everytime he see them, he gon’ pack them out
joc you a b*tch, you got stripped and donnie walked it out
free dougie, jaaybo on the phone, tryna talk it out
and every n*gga they think bandz caught, i done walked it out (grahh)
and every n*gga they think bandz caught, i done walked him down (grahh)
[outro]
mr tippy toe (yeah)
he’s back on that n*gga, he’s been on that man
you know, fresh off that wolly
tryna catch a motherfunin’ b n*gga
13 4z n*gga
top hat, young top hat, you know
yeah, free the 3z man, we back on that, like i said we been on that
yeah, step on that n*gga

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