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real recongnize real - king lil jay lyrics

[intro: king lil jay]
let’s get it (tookaville brick squad sh*t), let’s get it
shout out to copo on the beat (jojo world), real n*gga sh*t
aight (aight), catch up, lil’ b*tch (insane)
‘ville, ‘ville, ‘ville, ‘ville (ahahahaha)

[chorus: king lil jay]
real recognize real and you n*ggas fraud (let’s get it)
real n*ggas do hits, real n*ggas rob (let me get that)
guns come in all sizes, my sh*t is large (boom, boom, boom, boom)
and if i got a problem, then i’m callin’ up the squad
real recognize real and you n*ggas fraud (let’s get it)
real n*ggas do hits, real n*ggas rob (double*0, lil’ ho)
guns come in all sizes, my sh*t is large ([?] his ass)
and if i got a problem, then i’m callin’ up the squad (let’s get it)
[verse 1: king lil jay & fbg cash]
real recognize real and i’m the realest in it (let’s get it)
fbg, b*tch, we up next, yeah, my team winnin’ (we up next)
my n*ggas some veterans, you just a beginner (uh*huh)
and if i got a problem, tunechi 26 gon’ k!ll you (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
call up the mob (mob), call up the squad (squad)
shout out billion black, so i just rap or rob (billionaire)
i stack or starve, i’m crackin’ cards (let’s get it)
i’m the realest in it, you a f*ckin’ fraud (let’s get it)
these mollies got me in the f*ckin’ stars (rollin’)
talkin’ crazy today and you gon’ die tomorrow (it’s cashout 0*6*trey, b*tch)

[verse 2: fbg cash]
cashout, i be flexin’ with no bodyguard (aight)
if it’s any problem, then i’m callin’ up the squad (brrat)
whole team thick, man, i swear these bullets large (boom, boom, boom, boom)
.4*5, thirty clips, boy, you better dodge (brrat)
bullets hit your ass, boy, that’s a flatline (man down)
dr. seuss hat, i just call it cat signs (you f*ckin’ flat)
all my n*ggas drunk, boy, this sh*t is over (it’s over)
bullets hit your ass, they’ll leave you sober (you drunk)

[chorus: king lil jay, swagg dinero, and ]
real recognize real and you n*ggas fraud (let’s get it)
real n*ggas do hits, real n*ggas rob (let me get that)
guns come in all sizes, my sh*t is large (boom, boom, boom, boom)
and if i got a problem, then i’m callin’ up the squad
real recognize real and you n*ggas fraud (let’s get it)
real n*ggas do hits, real n*ggas rob (let me get that)
guns come in all sizes, my sh*t is large (boom, boom, boom, boom)
and if i got a problem, then i’m callin’ up the (let’s get it)
[verse 3: swagg dinero & billionaire black]
and i’m realer than your realest n*gga ever been (ever been)
call him mr. say h*llo to my little friend (little friend)
i know uncle molly, so i’m probably rollin’ (rollin’)
got a bad b*tch, but that b*tch is stolen (ah)
never trust a goofy, that right there will get you booked (get you booked)
tapped him on the shoulder, had the n*gga harlem shook (shook)
he was flexin’ hard, so we just chicago took (took)
and he ain’t comin’ back, i got the .40 tucked (tucked)
(billionaire, billionaire, ballout)

[verse 4: billionaire black]
i’m as real as it get, you other dudes fugazi (fugazi)
double cups and actavis (syrup), it got me feelin’ lazy (kickstand)
couple rastas with me, dreaded like they fresh from haiti (like fresh from haiti)
sh*lls chase him like a dog, the bullets gave him rabies (boom, boom, boom, boom)
b*tch, my swag on point, i’m sharp just like machetes (swag, swag)
brains everywhere, that sh*t look just like spaghetti (uh, brrat, brrat, brrat)
smokin’ purple weed, that sh*t look just like some jelly (dope, dope, dope)
b*tch, i’m flexin’ hard like a n*gga worked at bally’s (huh, hey)

- king lil jay lyrics

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