1hot - Something bout a real n***a lyrics

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1hot - Something bout a real n***a lyrics

[Verse} 1hot How about a round of applause yall give it up for the big dog It feel good to see a real n***a finna ball I don't be doing this for me I'm doing this for yall Besides time and snitching boy I dun did it all I always been he underdog n***as hating on me But they ain't k** me all they did was make a n***a stronger I just be counting up my money laughing at you dummies You n***as ain't got nothing you too young to be bummy You better get your self something start watching hot One thing about hot he gone ball out And uma spend my cash till I'm all out Step our fresh whole car fogged out Big dog now what you n***as wanna do Um the general the type of n***a you salute I got a crew of young goons and they gone shoot The real n***a of the year I'm the f**ing truth {chorus} Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later {verse} I gotta prove my point cus these n***as don't believe But why these lil n***as wanna come against me All I did was show love and I don't give a f** about a n***a with a grudge This one here for my thugs this one for the b**hes for everybody that's out here getting riches Cus I ain't no different still a regular n***a love to get fresh I can't help it it's just in me Tryna turn a bentley to a mutha f**ing million I thun did it since they hurt me with a billion Uma get it in a minute don't miss it Showing my a** don't like it b**h kiss it still on a mission when I'm gone will they miss it When I'm dead and gone will my name still be mentioned tell my kids that I was a real n***a Tell em what I did my n***a I'm the realest yeaaa {chorus} Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later {verse} Something bout a south florida n***a they be digging the swag Go to store diss that dont pay attention to tax Im getting a million and singles for the strippers to have For that d-boy talk pull the bricks out the bag 5 pounds in the car got it stanking and sh** Poppa sang pullng thang in this b**h (couldn't understand him) Something about getting a ho to get some dumplings (i don't understand him) I ain't on he corner no more I just catch the phone Dont play them type of games speeding down the money lane Lame ain't getting no money now about your running game Hustling in a 100 ways sh** just running through my veins Catch a couple long days cause this sh** running through my brain Im getting crazy paid and I just wanna ball out Kush in the cigar car fogged out Big dog sh** and a b**h can't phase me Something bout a real n***a b**hes can't play me {chorus} Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later Something about a real n***a make em go crazy Dope boy swag I was born in the 80's Baby I can f** you but you can't be my lady Balling right now yall holla at me later

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