lirik lagu real recognize rio – i’d be a lie
i’d be a lie
by: rrr (real recognize rio)
verse
aye! hopped in the field in my white ones and got some blood on em
beefing with the club owner, i got this judge on me
he don’t want to let me in, i cut the check and let em spin
before i lose, sh~t id cheat, they don’t want to let me win
we got the drop on dem f~ck n~ggas and bought f&ns
i brought the k!llers to your city, we ain’t checking in
gave em my trust, they let me down, i can’t do that again
you miss your man then double back and hit your strap again
ar on my lap and this b~ch smacking just like will smith
glock won’t do no jamming, we ain’t blasting out no clear clips
caught his homie, he was lacking could’ve k!lled him
this score a 100 with this draco like big trip wilt
about that cake, they blowing n~ggas candles out
2~3 weeks they camping out
come through regulating sh~t like warren g with h~lla glocks
n~ggas rapping like el chapo ain’t never sell a rock
shoot up every trap you be in, you won’t never set up shop
tripple never did no rat sh~t
tripple never helped the cops
they be talking like they wack sh~t but ain’t never held a chop
he was cool til he told, that p~ssy n~gga failed the block
and he still had to do time, them crackers ain’t even let him out
gang nem giving head taps, break fast or get yo egg cracked
quit sending rookies on a mission, you need to get yo bread back
watch how you talk, the feds tapped, a hunnid pounds of dead pack
might f~ck my lungs up, all that rap dissing won’t bring the dead back
hook
i’d be a lie if i said i had beef with n~ggas
ever had cash on yo head, it make it hard to sleep lil n~gga
running with some creatures, still will hop out on two feet lil n~gga
its food on the plate, i grab my knife and fork and eat lil n~gga
shooting hot sh~t out this chopstick, i spit fire just like a dragon
a 40 in my pants and 30 bands, that’s why i’m sagging
where ever you catch yo man just up yo blam and let him have it
a nickel ain’t no cash a dub will get em gone the fastest
verse
all these p~ssy n~ggas f~~~~ts, if they ain’t g~y the n~ggas ratting
and i ain’t hanging, trip is solid as they come and i ain’t capping
up the glock and knock a fly right out the air my aim accurate
dis b~tch sick put 32 inside the clip but i ain’t magic
we shoot shots, it ain’t baskets, dreadlocks and brain fragments
closed case and closed caskets, more paper and more action
a lot of switches too, hop up out that cut
mask on face strapped up like peek~a~boo
making posts instead of getting in that field that shi~t there b~tches do
hit a n~gga block up with this chopper and then go switch~a~roo
step on something forreal, might pop out and don’t switch the shoe
we make n~ggas disappear don’t stop til them b~tches poof
we shooting 50s out these glocks, we won’t stop til these b~tches through
hook
i’d be a lie if i said i had beef with n~ggas
ever had cash on yo head, it make it hard to sleep lil n~gga
running with some creatures, still will hop out on two feet lil n~gga
its food on the plate, i grab my knife and fork and eat lil n~gga
shooting hot sh~t out this chopstick, i spit fire just like a dragon
a 40 in my pants and 30 bands, that’s why i’m sagging
where ever you catch yo man just up yo blam and let him have it
a nickel ain’t no cash a dub will get em gone the fastest
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