That's My ***** Fo Real
作词 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle
作曲 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle
Ugh, zee
I got wakin haze, my customer's hoes sleep with me
We have small beef, I still sell em o's for three fifty
They known when big beef, I'll pop 100 times
Be like road kill, I live *****s brains on 1*******
And my down *****es, they be ready to kill
I be like chill, they be like "Thats my ***** fo' real."
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
I don't give a ***** if we don't sell a record
We still gunna get this money in the bricks
Spill it, Zee
I'm like santa clause, I deliver *****s grams raw
Straight from Panama, they eat it up like Hannibal
And my dons, they appear like magic wands
I sell em to the crack of dawn, and destroy every track I'm on
Plus i have a clan packed in the back of vans
More raw than the taliban, murk you for a half a gram
I get B-Boy a truck, yo truck in the river
***** some doe, he be like "Thats my ***** fo real."
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
Scarecrow what, im trying to walk before I crawl
I want it all, ever since I came outta my mommas walls
Im trying to make so much dough when I write a song
I can vite em all, while ya'll click on the corner selling final calls
*****s mad at us, gladiators like maximus
We fabolous, while you fall off like cannabis's managers
My man D, you keep the Nina pillin
Zee, point a mine and watch em soak em like Sarina Williams
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
Zee need buddha, E user
Be freelookers spittin from our PT Cruisers
My tank dont drop, i still got dough to make
Got little *****s on rollerskates, holdin my coke and weight
Blow paper, hole chaser, doe raiser, joe frasier
Sixteen cellys and 4 pagers
Go hype up your squad that they might ***** with ours
I just light up cigars, go buy bikes, trucks and cars
Got axe n nitty in atlanta deep
Ran the street, 10 grand a week
I give 'em one word, dont put ya man to sleep
And i love my jersey live *****es
They leave a *****, face with 35 stitches
They'll help me, cinder blocks and pu*******n kids so deep in the ocean
They see where octopusses live
This label deal is for raws pacin chill
I know mad heads, but still
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
That's my ***** fo' real
Yeah what
Bricks
That's My ***** Fo RealLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle
[00:10.636]Ugh, zee
[00:12.531]I got wakin haze, my customer's hoes sleep with me
[00:15.885]We have small beef, I still sell em o's for three fifty
[00:19.107]They known when big beef, I'll pop 100 times
[00:22.411]Be like road kill, I live *****s brains on 1*******
[00:25.636]And my down *****es, they be ready to kill
[00:28.708]I be like chill, they be like "Thats my ***** fo' real."
[00:42.353]That's my ***** fo' real
[00:45.889]That's my ***** fo' real
[00:47.556]That's my ***** fo' real
[00:50.431]I don't give a ***** if we don't sell a record
[00:53.341]We still gunna get this money in the bricks
[00:56.552]Spill it, Zee
[00:57.468]I'm like santa clause, I deliver *****s grams raw
[01:01.081]Straight from Panama, they eat it up like Hannibal
[01:04.457]And my dons, they appear like magic wands
[01:07.089]I sell em to the crack of dawn, and destroy every track I'm on
[01:11.505]Plus i have a clan packed in the back of vans
[01:14.123]More raw than the taliban, murk you for a half a gram
[01:17.112]I get B-Boy a truck, yo truck in the river
[01:20.057]***** some doe, he be like "Thats my ***** fo real."
[01:28.488]That's my ***** fo' real
[01:34.828]That's my ***** fo' real
[01:41.177]That's my ***** fo' real
[01:48.649]Scarecrow what, im trying to walk before I crawl
[01:52.140]I want it all, ever since I came outta my mommas walls
[01:56.012]Im trying to make so much dough when I write a song
[01:58.291]I can vite em all, while ya'll click on the corner selling final calls
[02:02.019]*****s mad at us, gladiators like maximus
[02:05.195]We fabolous, while you fall off like cannabis's managers
[02:08.699]My man D, you keep the Nina pillin
[02:11.443]Zee, point a mine and watch em soak em like Sarina Williams
[02:14.522]That's my ***** fo' real
[02:19.621]That's my ***** fo' real
[02:25.819]That's my ***** fo' real
[02:40.292]Zee need buddha, E user
[02:42.843]Be freelookers spittin from our PT Cruisers
[02:46.910]My tank dont drop, i still got dough to make
[02:50.006]Got little *****s on rollerskates, holdin my coke and weight
[02:53.637]Blow paper, hole chaser, doe raiser, joe frasier
[02:57.231]Sixteen cellys and 4 pagers
[02:59.660]Go hype up your squad that they might ***** with ours
[03:02.401]I just light up cigars, go buy bikes, trucks and cars
[03:06.538]Got axe n nitty in atlanta deep
[03:08.617]Ran the street, 10 grand a week
[03:10.362]I give 'em one word, dont put ya man to sleep
[03:13.025]And i love my jersey live *****es
[03:15.415]They leave a *****, face with 35 stitches
[03:18.755]They'll help me, cinder blocks and pu*******n kids so deep in the ocean
[03:23.020]They see where octopusses live
[03:25.441]This label deal is for raws pacin chill
[03:28.025]I know mad heads, but still
[03:30.180]That's my ***** fo' real
[03:36.361]That's my ***** fo' real
[03:42.570]That's my ***** fo' real
[03:56.658]Yeah what
[03:57.938]Bricks
