I'm Fuh Real

作曲：King Brice

作词：King Brice

Dj reese

Come on punch let's ball let's pimps do your thing

Stack them chips for five

Let them ** know that you ain't playing

Do your thing

Mama i'm for real

Honey never have to kill

If i had to i willdown with the steel

To a **'s grill

I ain't never had to care

If i have to i will kill crooks never stop

Killer souls witches villains **

Satan group settlers ** riders haters

Brom riders rum apples cider

Punz easy riders ex pals reptile

Ghost rider

For the right price i made a lot of ** ** tighter

Feeling strong enough to go against al qaeda

Interrupt the cypher bounce with the lighter

I'm for real i ain't never had to kill

If i had to i will somebody body gets dropped

Everybody out here for props

D's on the block tryna get a kid

Knock knock knock knock who's dead cops

Looking for this kid about a name of frank

Dot hold me down tell them bout the mixtapes

Cats feel cause we know how to make shapes well

Part one part two

One time for two down ** around get your shoes shine

In due time and through rhyme i kill them all

** with just one line

Then close open up shop new vault

Touchdown ain't no safety in new york so bricks holla

Ill at all i follow pick up and kiss from philly

That's garlic batman

More jam fat grandma

Desperate measures call for you set a hammer

I will take a stare to a **'s grip

I ain't never had to care if i had to

I will

Kill

Sex money and murder all day

Haters always gonna have something to say

At the end of the day

It's all about connects

It's all about respect

It's all about that what that

Check you all bet the cut me run

Before i pull out the switchblade and cut your son

You don't wanna dance to my homicide tune

Rap killerone suicide too came to get that deal

Eat that meal then get that fortune go spin that wheel

Special reptile who c n m petro premium new millennium

Some say i'm corrupt like d p g

Cause i rock like rock out the b c c

Crash through your ** like real tv

But this ain't b e t northm t v

Bumping in your m p three

Straight to the hood from the m p c

Exhale two way next tails from my dogs in the jail

Stand under the cells ah i'm for real

I ain't never had to kill if i had to

I will

Keep that step till my ** grill

I ain't never have to care if i have to i will

Dj reese