Rast - Keep it real (Н) | Текст песни

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I got money I got cash
fuck wit blood nigga SOS
bricksquad click above the cash
fuck wit Gucci man sos

Keep it real in tho life
small bloodz til I die
body trap on fire
... J`s on get high
in tha trap wit a hit sqaud killaz
... like a brick squad nigga

Waka Flocka and we bro
But all we so trill
Dj Kaly muthufucka am so hood
in da ace hood trappin salin` good
Rubbery doors man I wish ya nigga would
me and tree dady ... in da door
blowin` law cush thankin like a fuckes hoe
me and papa door packin ... flacin
rollin after big boom we high like jo jackos
need a bad bitch so i pays Trina
i always have like jerky off
tell me have u seen

I got money I got cash
fuck wit blood nigga SOS
bricksquad click above the cash
fuck wit Gucci man sos

Keep it real in tho life
small bloodz til I die
body trap on fire
... J`s on get high
in tha trap wit a brick sqaud killaz
... like a brick squad nigga

what`up murder boo
what`up uncle murda
what`up man tho
ain`t know place i can go
G - unit ain` tho
yes am blowin 50`s packs
lloyd banks and Yayo (yall know am cap on)
catch me in da axe fuckin wit Terrasquad
all bad ... on a world
like a ...
you don`t want cha click where
so put it on disrespect
All know ... so ... u disrespect
kill u Q.E.E.N.S.
knocked make queens ... pays the project
ooh what`up marry
fuckin` wit the towers
where rain drops
so u mothufuckers covers
... u so fuckin real
yes i donna fuckin` kill
am above a dollar bill
trynna see 1000 mi

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