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lirik lagu real boston richey - the type

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[intro: real boston richey]
uh, yeah (ddot cold as a motherf~cker, on god)
turn me up, p
uh, tired of n~ggas stealin’ my flow
uh
uh

[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n~ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f~ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f~ckin’ and the b~tch masquerade
i could say f~ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n~gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n~gga with his ass out, d~mn, that n~gga played
n~ggas havin’ scr~ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d~mn parade
i’m the type of n~gga, i up my bl!ck, b~tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p~ssy, b~tch, you know i pay

[verse 1: real boston richey]
you the type, your b~tch f~ck another n~gga, you gon’ k!ll the b~tch
i’m the typе, go back to the drawin’ board, n~gga, and build a b~tch
i ain’t gon’ lie, i was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit
forgot ’bout a b~tch, my nеw b~tch came through, ate it up and wiggled it
natural b~tch, ain’t got no bbl, but that sh~t jigglin’
n~gga, you broke as f~ck, i’m laughin’ to the bank, i’m gigglin’
bullets hit him up, he went to reactin’ like he ticklish
shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish sh~t
i’m a dog~ass n~gga, but she love lil’ boston ’cause i listen
hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like i’m out here fishin’
baby, i don’t like your mama, wash ’em down just like i’m doin’ dishes
b~tch, i ain’t like your daddy, i ain’t leavin’, b~tch, i’ma thug it with you
rich n~gga in a caddy filled up with hoes to capacity
baby girl, i’m way too bad for you just like a cavity
come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me
keep a couple shooters ’round for them n~ggas that’s after me
b~tch, you think i’m dumb, we ain’t f~ck, then we ain’t done
we ain’t f~ck, you gettin’ nothin’, b~tch, you know that i’m the one
leave an ugly b~tch on read, buy a bad b~tch a purse
leave the opposition dead, mama rentin’ out a he~rs~
tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older n~ggas percs
lil’ b~tch fire with the head, but i still can’t make it work
lil’ b~tch, i’m a trap n~gga
i told you once before, don’t try me like no rap n~gga
[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n~ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f~ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f~ckin’ and the b~tch masquerade
i could say f~ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n~gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n~gga with his ass out, d~mn, that n~gga played
n~ggas havin’ scr~ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d~mn parade
i’m the type of n~gga, i up my bl!ck, b~tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p~ssy, b~tch, you know i pay

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
uh
i’m the type to send a f~ckin’ blitz when you’re eatin’ out with your bae
n~gga, i am the trenches, i get love from gds in forty states
i’m my own man, it’s how i made a f~ckin’ m in two hundred days
i ain’t been in the hood for a minute, i get all my updates from lil’ trey
send you flowers and eat your p~ssy, rocks in my mouth cost 50k
n~ggas don’t wanna do sh~t ’cause the next n~ggas, man, these n~ggas g~y
n~ggas don’t know how it feel to book a f~ckin’ jet to make a play
n~ggas don’t know how it feel to get n~ggas’ sh~t splat ‘cross the wall, on zay
four, five, six, seven hundred, n~gga, that’s in the safe
these n~ggas home with they dimes for real, don’t call me sad, be safe
the cheese i got, i can get you k!lled, n~gga, it don’t matter the state
been did switches on b~tches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate

[chorus: real boston richey]
ayy, n~ggas want that smoke, send them youngins, f~ck it, bombs away
cut her off ’cause she ain’t f~ckin’ and the b~tch masquerade
i could say f~ck rap and hit the trap, trap ‘bows in section 8
know your n~gga cap, i liked your picture, now he blocked my page
they done left a n~gga with his ass out, d~mn, that n~gga played
n~ggas havin’ scr~ps and wavin’ bl!cks like this a d~mn parade
i’m the type of n~gga, i up my bl!ck, b~tch, you know i spray
i’m the type, she get love, beat her p~ssy, b~tch, you know i pay


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