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lirik lagu quaa4 - real pain

[intro]
man, free the guys, rip the guys
feel me (paandi)
ah~ah~ah
ah~ah~ah
ah~ah~ah
ah~ah~ah
keep it real sada, ain’t n0body talkin’ like me, sada
you hear me sada, n0body talkin’ like me
no bullsh~t

[verse 1]
bro survived, they hit like ten times
now i need like ten lives
we ain’t lettin’ sh~t slide
told the teller, “i need all 5’s”
cook ’em if he offsides
action when we lock eyes, ohh
bro ain’t never drive a car somewhere, he still gotta wheel
bro ain’t never meet a label, somebody still gotta dеal
hunnid mil’ up, i’m prolly still gon’ drill
keep my feelin’s real tucked, ’cause thеy don’t feel how i feel
they put bodies in them funeral homes, like n~ggas work real estate
played it off and did you wrong, and flipped the script like you was fake
know a n~gga that told it all after a bullet hit his face
she did dirt, but them secrets, she gon’ take ’em to the grave
i did dirt, but my secrets ’bout some n~ggas that was brave
real bold, should’ve prayed what you hide, don’t say
it take patience and preparation, when we sittin’ on that drop
when they hated, i just stayed dangerous, i ain’t tryn’ end up on fox
brady down fightin’ murder, free that boy up out that box
auntie want me in therapy, she caught me talkin’ to my glock
can’t trace me once i leave the scene, i load the bullets with my socks
let ’em know, they don’t fear me, i was taught to squeeze to make it pop
[chorus]
put my pain out, they ain’t hearin’ me
whip that flame out, n~ggas dead to me
we hit brains and scalps, but they scared of me
we make it rain on a drought, they ain’t got more bread than me

[verse 2]
is it me, or am i tweakin’? they say i’m ass, they must be sleepin’
took losses back to back, i upped the score while we was grievin’
it look like mount rushmore on that block, four heads on the cement
with this .40 in my palm, i’m gon’ make my angels proud
i’on really talk a lot ’cause my actions speak loud
heard the swipe just cracked, i paid my head to walk it out
he got shot and lost pounds, different blocks, we walk down
and he still been gainin’ weight, with all these problems weighin’ ’em down
i got caught with different b~tches, only f~cked ’em ’cause they slept on me
keep it real, i did her dirty, she the only b~tch that check on me
cut the grass and see no snakes, i’on even want them n~ggas next to me
i can’t come to no occasions, unless you n~ggas got a check for me
on them hits we did grazes, sometimes temptations
most time we hit faces (dayum, f~ck)
first week they showed braveness, second week they contemplatin’
third week they can’t take it (needa chill, uh)
forrest gump ass n~ggas reminiscin’ about the past
don’t want the drac, pass me the k, i’m old school like my dad
trey 57, mac 10, f~ck it, might go to the tec
this that toe tag, body bag work, want ’em dead, i need a check first
swing ’em this way, we got mad works
guaranteed i know these checks work
before i depost, check the card first
put lil baby in a fast car, h~llcat gon’ make her car talk
make her gun me in a trackhawk (oh, oh)
[chorus]
put my pain out, they ain’t hearin’ me
whip that flame out, n~ggas dead to me
we hit brains and scalps, but they scared of me
we make it rain on a drought, they ain’t got more bread than me (ah)

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