real lifer - xanman lyrics
[intro: xanman]
954 mafia
if you ain’t tuned in to dj uncle lieek lieek you bullsh*ttin’
i’m a real*lifer, yeah, yeah
[chorus: xanman]
i’m a real n*gga i’m a real lifer
rap n*gga need to go to a cypher
tec*9 hangin’ out of the viper, yeah
call [?] she skirt off in a chrysler
bag on me now i look like a hiker
two bars make a n*gga feel hyper
walk*down i’ma creep like a tiger
put his daughter on the grip with a lighter
come in the stu’ shot him and his writer
wipe the blood off the car with the wipers
he got k!lled from a tweet man they siced him
thought he had wock’ that’s apple cider
send the addy’ we gon’ say we invite him
cuz hate whole time [?] it’s idle
u*u spin the bin with no title
[verse 1: boowop]
boowop
walk*down when i’m hittin’ the rifle
ain’t choosin’ no pick i ain’t doin’ no raffle
[?] got horsepower get a saddle
[?]
shootin’ at n*ggas [?]
[?] codeine in my bladder
i was down bad ’til i learned how to flip
185 come and get you a zip
talk tough on the ‘gram but in person get dipped
designer dope boys everyday we be cakin’
[?] view ain’t talkin’ ’bout haitian
homicide boy by affiliation (homicide homicide)
shootin’ at n*ggas no hesitation
stuck in the hood i don’t take vacation
me and xan’ history in the making while these rap n*ggas steady hatin’ and [?]
[chorus: xanman]
i’m a real n*gga i’m a real lifer
rap n*gga need to go to a cypher
tec*9 hangin’ out of the viper, yeah
call [?] she skirt off in a chrysler
bag on me now i look like a hiker
two bars make a n*gga feel hyper
walk*down i’ma creep like a tiger
put his daughter on the grip with a lighter
come in the stu’ shot him and his writer
wipe the blood off the car with the wipers
he got k!lled from a tweet man they siced him
thought he had wock’ that’s apple cider
send the addy’ we gon’ say we invite him
cuz hate whole time [?] it’s idle
u*u spin the bin with no title
[verse 2: xanman]
600 clips no black disciples
this ain’t fortnite ain’t no revival
lil jojo get hit off your ‘cycle
these n*ggas change like they on they cycle
cuz say he want [?] and it’s final, yeah
you shot a basketball i shot a rifle
i put a qp like a spiral
we ain’t beefin’ holmes you not my rival
white mans now they callin’ me michael
asian for a l!ck i feel like swiper
cuz say “you rob a plug?” well i might’ve
sweevy bust a script go to the [?]
hole in his head like he had a visor
i sent the addy well time you arrivin’
cuz bluffin’ when he know he not slidin’
[chorus: xanman]
i’m a real n*gga i’m a real lifer
rap n*gga need to go to a cypher
tec*9 hangin’ out of the viper, yeah
call [?] she skirt off in a chrysler
bag on me now i look like a hiker
two bars make a n*gga feel hyper
walk*down i’ma creep like a tiger
put his daughter on the grip with a lighter
come in the stu’ shot him and his writer
wipe the blood off the car with the wipers
he got k!lled from a tweet man they siced him
thought he had wock’ that’s apple cider
send the addy’ we gon’ say we invite him
cuz hate whole time [?] it’s idle
u*u spin the bin with no title
[outro]
[?] man, and you rocking with a dj uncle lieek lieek exclusive
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