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real life - zeke da cheif lyrics

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he said he want smoke well b*tch i want all of dat
hit em up top put his ass in a body bag
pull up in foreigns you pull up in pontiacs
zeke you go crazy i must be a somniac
fucc on his b*tch make that b*tch have a heart attack
might hit the l!ck if the b*tch try to call me dad
run up my paper guess i like my money fast
run up my paper like b*tch i’m a running back
feel like the man when i’m countin 100 stacks
listen my music i bet you gon run it back
choppa go crazy you know i be drummin dat
might knock me off! but you know i’m comin back
now i’m p*ssed off! but you ont want nun of that
now he my dawg! but b*tch you can’t call me dat
sent em my addy but now he won’t call me back
see him in person i bet he ain’t jawin that
give me one word i bet i bе on to that
his pockets feel big i bet i be runnin that
run in his crib likе sh*t gimme all of that
n*ggas a b*tch like sh*t where your mommy at
claim that he rich well sh*t where your money at
i’m with the sh*ts you know i be into that
think that you hard but you on the internet
flashing your paper but no you not spending that
n*ggas be b*tches like sh*t where the women at
pull up in civics you know i ain’t spinnin that
driven real fast make a right and i’m bendin that
hittin the gas while i’m still on the instagram
call up my man’s and he’ll pull up wit many men
if you want problems your ass in a mini van
if you want problems pull up any minute den
shout my homies cuz n0body real as them
these been my n*ggas since i was a lil kid
now i got family and even a lil jit
zeke you got paper ya maybe a lil bit
got a bad b*tch and she know how i’m drillin it
f*ck all you n*ggas who really ain’t feelin me
i gotta make it that’s why i be k!llin it
slide on a beat so you know how i’m feelin
i’m fresh as a b*tch so you know i be chillin
i come from a city where n*ggas be stealing
it’s shout out pittsburgh cuz you know it’s the illest
we roll up the herb and the opps think we villains
might bust at a opp cuz them n*ggas k!llin
i swear i won’t stop till i’m making a million
might slide down your block cuz the way that i’m feelin
she might give me top cuz she like my appearance
my b*tch got the drop and that head sumn serious
these been my n*ggas since i was a lil kid
now i got family and even a lil jit
zeke you got paper ya maybe a lil bit
got a bad b*tch and she know how i’m drillin it
f*ck all you n*ggas who really ain’t feelin me
i gotta make it that’s why i be k!llin it
slide on a beat so you know how i’m feelin
i’m fresh as a b*tch so you know i be chillin
i come from a city where n*ggas be stealing
shout out pittsburgh cuz you know it’s the illest
we roll up the herb and the opps think we villains
might bust at a opp cuz them n*ggas k!llin
i swear i won’t stop till i’m making a million
might slide down your block cuz the way that i’m feelin
she might give me top cuz she like my appearance
my b*tch got the drop and that head sumn serious

what’s that sh*t these hoes be sayin?
put that on period!
d*mn i look good when i look in the mirror
lil shorty got ass so i hit from the rear
she gave me her heart so i gave her my spirit
she tore me apart so i disappeared
turned light into dark guess i faced my fears
look
that boy he a narc that boy he look weird
you ridin wit new people i don’t do new ppl
only be ridin wit n*gga’s that’s gang
slidin wit two lethals homie got two eagles
me i don’t shoot ppl but brodie got range
see i don’t be fuccin wit lames
i stay in my lane like i’m on a train
throw respect on my name like i’m major pain
i promise we workin put me inna game

& i came with the same bros..
we going places these n*ggas they really just can’t go …..
remember when i was just young & i was rockin the same clothes
but now i just stack up my guala my n*gga got bank roll
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