FMB DZ
The Real
[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Fmb Dz]
My hand on the wheel, my feet on the gas
Fuck breaks, I had to watch for snakes
I had to cut my grass
My momma on my ass, she see all this cash
Fuck my ex bitch, I left her in the past
Last night I hit a bitch with a fat ass
And I ain't even give no cheese to her rat ass
You want some loud, how that smoke
He got that good gas
Bitch I'm good in every hood, I don't need no pass
Put a rubber band on yo broke ass
Send some shots at yo mans when I ride pass
You know n***as know the game, they know how we rocking
Pull up to a n***a block with them top shottas
They ain't know we gone hope out with them twin choppas
N***a ain't nobody running, boy somebody dropping
And if I'm talking on the phone you know a n***a coping
And if I got them bands on me, bitch you know I'm shopping

[Verse: P Rock]
I came a long way, I was dead broke
I had a long talk with B, then I hit the road
I got bitches that gon fuck when I say so
I got n***as that's gone kill when I say go
All they do is play with handguns and dracos
Drop a four and drop a eight in a faygo
I had a bad kinky bitch that like to play roles
She fuck me good, I kick her out
She can't say long
Don't show no love in these streets, that's what they pray on
I'm bout to save the rap game, I threw my cape on
Yesterday I fucked my bitch with my bape on
Put my ice on my neck, got my skate on
[Verse 2: Fmb Dz]
They locked the game up, I do it for my guys
All these rap n***as out here telling lies
We ain't the same n***a, stay in your lane n***a
You can't hang with us, you ain't gang n***a
I done ran up a check on these lame n***as
You was broke a year ago, you still the same n***a
Do it for the cheese, fuck the fame n***a
When them cameras go off, I'm still the same n***a
I got a hunnid rounds, I don't aim n***a
If you look me in my eyes, you see the pain n***a
I'm on a 2 story, that bitch where I chill at
All that friendly ass shit you can kill that
You heard the intro lil n***a, ain't no get backs
Knock a quarter pound off you with this Big Mac
I ain't got my .45, I got my draco
Turn around gang bitch, we don't play roles