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blue freestyle - realehood lyrics

blue freestyle *realehood

i spit beat street heat f*ck freaks on
bleecker in air max sneakers that suck
like eureka’s stick it til they shake
like tweakers nut an they booty hole
leakers front back in that order sodom and
gamora baby phat like kimora i got that
golden boy aurora in bora bora rockin troop
on treks like dora the explorer ill rhymer in
da pathfinder vocab the double mag in the lab da
stag piff drag real slow smoke drift like
a rift by the drifters comp stiff but im kenneth mcgriff not the
myth thе legend on seagrams 7 b*lls bе melon malatoff da c*cktail
its alright they not real im hot still like burners still
burnen revolvers still turnen red dead problem solver
ballers turn to fallers f*ck boy fake allah im in the
impala wit nala down under like a koala its a
trade off that madoff sell your soul in the playoffs
copen you the truth they joken not dopen shots stay off
my n*gga choken i lettem ride like a token ill like
tony montana coken im know for long stroking stroker ace da
b*tch when bananas when i poked her face i broke the race yah
runnen an im the illest label salisatation of my pat tw*t hatian
baptized by fire but you don’t burn use
the slow flow but quick learn since in pampers sh*tten still
equipped to spit sick ill still still will willen hot ice when i
chill last avatar averted n*ggas gotta get murdered f*ck
that they tender and tender is the night da last airbender an i still street
fight on beat write shots light night night fire this knights fire this fire works
hurt it live fire on live wire i wire feed how
n*ggas bleed pineapple express bless what a n*gga need
what a girl want idiot savant wit dic ta taunt money ta
flaut gully galant galant getting a grip violent blown a clip
fans trip you cd’s is a gyp physical media is dead buy books
on the web write raw ta drop a jaw nelly tim mcgraw
it’s all in my head blow pro rap on prozac b*tches front get the
bo zak i’m like yo hold da i hold my own like
mj blood on the dance floor my sk!lls spread you dead
my flow is cancer da ryhmes raw a canker sore da
bank a tour(22) i’d do for sure i still l*st for more your lyrics bore
n*ggas smoke an b*tches wh0re same sh*t same sh*t that
lame sh*t put up numbers and frame sh*t dont sell
an blame sh*t time up dont wanna leave that fame
sh*t a shame but its a game wanna start please wit
bad knees came up blew mad cheese you the last one
ta know when your fas leave that means you lose touch a
famous hooks a crouch it k!lled your budget it was too much now
your looking for loose change for a new dutch go fall in love wit da
chick that your crew sm*ts freestyle profoundly i want the crown b
no tomorrow bullets follow when you front around me when sound
scannen was your plannen an da label understanding an you going
double wood then how the f*ck you a cannon straw spit ball ya hit
fall off the page hit da classifieds look for minimum wage now its
all about the money you saved how you mvp when you just got waved

- realehood lyrics

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