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Say Drama thats on my momma, I them like benihana
Set the numbers down ate em up like they paranahs
Swear I had the hood biting like them iguanas
Had them tenders all lined up like the Mcdonald's
Up early thuggin cookin this in my pajamas
Dropped a thousand but I lost 28 at i'm honest
Man these niggas lying all on all on wax
We don't hear your imagination just state facts
Nigga you didn't or you did just don't lie
Nigga you was or you wasn't just don't lie
Use to cop them 3 at a time call that a trio
And if they short then fuck you to just i'm cee-lo
you know about so many bricks fill up a neo
Shit I meant run em back like i'm Deon
Treat them like Pacqiuao they got a way in
Can't even outside they gotta stay in
Ken put me off in the game i gotta then
Tryna get playdo but nah i don't play though
a case he calling your phone whats the connection
Hangup fuck it out bad reception
And you gotta be a dectective just to detect it
Any nigga lie to your how you respect him
In the cussin the pot like my baby momma
The four way the right thats baby drama
Make me start deporting you niggas like i'm Castro
Any nigga play both sides he done it
And I ain't seen when I was makin movies like Tarantino

Last time telling you shit bigger nino (bigger than nino)
Ask G-money spend it all night like the shit was free money
Like my My face on it the shit was me money
If the dogs hit the bag you know its D-money
You I run this shit like Marlow these niggas Avon
Had my selling that shit like it was avon
Yall know whats real or fake thats old shake
you call it when you whipping that thang vanilla shake
What you call it when you whipping that thang smoothie
Call that shit with jump back oooo-weee
Snow is you worried bout niggas i'm like no
Straight up outta low cast niggas Gusto
And I don't give a fuck if its been bout 10 years I can back 10 years and find Jeers
All I need trap life my belly a Makaveli coupe got pasta seats look like spaghetti
ain't ready clips long as machetes I said yall ain't ready clips long as machetes
Used to drive a 500 to school fuck the teacher
1st she said in the morning turn off your beeper
Excuse me miss i'm tryna P or Jay-Z if you think i'm missin out on this you crazy
And all these niggas talkin diamonds apraise me
See i'm the one that it straight it out the streets they praise me
All I know one way trap and hard and so I trap hard and that made me a trap god
Bow down and kiss the chucks of Bruce Leroy sell 10 mil tomorrow i'm a D-boy
The Real Is