lirik lagu daylyt – niggeria
[verse 1]
catch a n-gga slippin i’ll bust his dome
police come then i’ll run for my life tho (skirt)
if he black, i’ll take his life
police catch me with the gun i’ll take a strike
real n-gga sh-t, ill f-ck a n-gga b-tch
break his happy home, do whatever to be rich
police on my -ss i threw the chopper out the window
if i see some enemies then i pull out extendo
real n-gga sh-t. i sold dope to my auntie
then claim my lil cousins cuz they momma was a crack head
i stack bread i gotta get this money ain’t no playin with me
get dope by any means don’t give a f-ck about my family tree
real n-gga sh-t. readin books, that’s for dumb n-ggas
i put on for the hood and my slum n-ggas
real n-gga sh-t. hundred thousand, don’t invest
spend it all at the guçci store b-tch i’m gettin dressed
[chorus x 2]
real n-gga sh-t. this the sh-t that real n-ggas do
my n-ggas they was real n-ggas too
how it feel to be a real n-gga?
how it feel to be a real n-gga?
[verse 2]
don’t want no smart b-tch call that b-tch a scrub
i don’t wash my new born kid b-tch i go hit the club (ballin)
if i see a black n-gga ballin i’ll book him fast
my son wanted to be an astronaut i whooped his -ss
son thinkin like that get no respect (none)
wanna know his first words? (what?) on the set (thuggin)
n-gga you will never dream to fly high
12 year old took him on his first drive-by (bussin)
ay pop told my daughter don’t be f-ckin with no lame n-ggas
find a thug or one them gang n-ggas
real n-gga who be bout that action
baby daddy who fresh out he still bout that clappin
my son asked me for a book for christmas, (what?)
but i wasn’t at home i was outside bookin n-ggas
santa suit (suit) big ol mac in the black bag
gucci belt reindeers max swag (thuggin)
[chorus x2]
real n-gga sh-t. this the sh-t that real n-ggas do
my n-ggas they was real n-ggas too
how it feel to be a real n-gga?
how it feel to be a real n-gga?
[verse 3]
if a black n-gga come to my hood i let the pistol spark
i don’t even like smilin man that sh-t’s for marks (f-ck no!)
set all these n-ggas back, my glock’ll spray
n-gga think he gonna make it out the hood, not today
k!ll a n-gga then be in church next day screamin “jesus my idol!”
believe in the lord a hundred percent but i don’t read the bible (nope)
i just know god my savior he the whole sire
when i church i’m tryina f-ck the whole choir
i got an urge for doin dumb sh-t
i coulda been a doctor, lawyer, but i’d rather hit the fun sh-t
you want the fade they gotta pick him up
police want the fade i don’t do nothin let em hem me up
bail out next day like f-ck the police i’m the freest n-gga
won’t shoot at them ones but i’ll clap it if i see a n-gga
police come it’s pedal to the metal i be outta here
n-gga come i hit him with he metal he’ll be outta here
n-ggas talkin all that black on black peace sh-t
please quit, n0body wanna hear that sh-t sharif
blowing reefer in the field n-gga
this the sh-t that real n-ggas do
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- lirik lagu soprano – bombe humaine
- lirik lagu ask (always seeking knowledge) – sometimes
- lirik lagu fortune – deep in the heart of the night
- lirik lagu alessio – si’ nun miett’ ‘o core
- lirik lagu nas – the world is yours (q-tip remix)
- lirik lagu grand national – old man
- lirik lagu john butler trio – brown eyed bird
- lirik lagu pit10 – hadi konuş
- lirik lagu dinos – freestyle agga