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Soulja Slim - If It Ain't Real lyrics
Chorus- If it aint real, it aint me If aint toting that steel i might get killed up on my street If you from the N.O you kno what im talking bout Send me to jail, i post bail imma make it out Line 1 Soulja slim Nigga what you looking at, i kno you aint booting up All of us got knifes, most of us tooled up Blues wat, nigga blues who Im going of the dro on the red, white, and blue Its my duty 2 serve you quickly When i come my drum goin be holding 50 Imma leave something new, fucking with me Iv been overdue for these cowards to get meh Imma nigga nigga, of they love 2 hate But you scared to run down on meh i keep somthing on my waist You's a bitch ass nigga stay out my face I cant lace that up for you no other kinda way When you fucking with me, you fucking with the REAL.. DEAL Fake niggas get fucked up in the fields I stay up in the fields I never got fucked, so im real You's a bitch boy you hide behind a shield. Line 2 Soulja slim Its getting crucial after murders every day shit will never stop in that N MOYALA New orleans Louisiana, can i ride wit my heat Imma ride wit my heat, 4 time felony Everybody telling me, stay out the penitentiary But i rather go right and get my head on the flat Dem magnolia niggas, dem mafamean niggas, dem cali ol niggas,aint nothin 2 play with If they got beef, then they letting the K spit Tryna make a nigga disappear like matrix I wear my reeboks with dem new shoe laces Its up in em like a big dog in diffrent places Never went outta state, and caught no cases Dont think homeboy, il waste ya Somebody call the ambulance dem boys blood run the street like a avalanche dey dont arrive on em |
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