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everybody - real boston richey lyrics

[into]
uh*uh
ayy, don’t turn me down folks, turn me up

[chorus]
everybody know we gettin’ skrilla
everybody know that where we from, this sh*t get realer
if i put it on my son, tell me, do it mean i did it?
she don’t know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
but, i ain’t trippin’, do myself a favour
let my mans hit her
how the f*ck she gon’ respect me, she ain’t got no father figure
put her down like [?], but, i ain’t no hillbilly
yeah, we from the same city, but, i ain’t vouchin’ for them n*ggas

[verse 1]
i ain’t never cap, i only hang around them drug dealers
big ol’ bl!ck’ll make him freezе
up his ass [?]
heard you braggin’ ’bout a b*tch, ten days, my bands hit her
try to tеll her that her [?] fall off, no caterpillar
try to tell the same n*ggas
i was dissin’ to be bigger
i ain’t lyin’, i was slimin’
stolo gang, me and tiger
out the projects, now i’m lit
know my neckless cost six figures
i don’t think a n*gga pack more hold the juice up in the sprinter
you don’t think we havin’ motion?
you don’t think we gettin’ money?
you don’t hear ’bout n*ggas dyin’?
you don’t think my n*ggas done it?
i think i done knocked more hoes off the map than ted bundy
r.i.p., but, i can’t let them do me like they did lil lunny
play a creep if i ever catch my n*ggas movin’ funny
play with b, my n*ggas comin’
they ain’t playin’ ’bout the youngin
put it down, she know i’m pressure
tryna stop this b*tch from runnin’
shoot ’em sh*t, like i’m big worm
i ain’t playin’ ’bout my money
[chorus]
everybody know we gettin’ skrilla
everybody know that where we from, this sh*t get realer
if i put it on my son, tell me, do it mean i did it?
she don’t know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
but, i ain’t trippin’, do myself a favour
let my mans hit her
how the f*ck she gon’ respect me, she ain’t got no father figure
put her down like [?], but, i ain’t no hillbilly
yeah, we from the same city, but, i ain’t vouchin’ for them n*ggas

[verse 2]
put it down and get in action
titty dingy got to slap ’em
[?] taught me how to drop
buffalo when i was ransom
ho, you know ’em youngins in charge, b*tch
you ain’t got to ask me
slime with a b*tch with a gat
way bigger than michael blastin’
put that strap on a n*gga
do his ass just like his daddy
hope he standin’ on two series
b*tch, i don’t do no laughin’
i ain’t with the back and forth
tell that n*gga go pick his casket
tell that n*gga he ain’t never touched a hundred
and f*ck him, he ain’t have it
tell that n*gga i’m tryna f*ck on his lil’ b*tch, do her nasty
god know i’m too lit to f*ck a b*tch without a plastic
mama told me, “never put all of your eggs in one basket”
gotta have a fallback game, gotta know this sh*t get drastic
[chorus]
everybody know we gettin’ skrilla
everybody know that where we from, this sh*t get realer
if i put it on my son, tell me, do it mean i did it?
she don’t know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
but, i ain’t trippin’, do myself a favour
let my mans hit her
how the f*ck she gon’ respect me, she ain’t got no father figure
put her down like [?], but, i ain’t no hillbilly
yeah, we from the same city, but, i ain’t vouchin’ for them n*ggas

- real boston richey lyrics

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