Daz Dillinger - On Some Real sh**

Song Rating: 8.24/10

Song lyrics:

Daz]
I got trees in a Jar 23s on a car
You can bleed if I star we on the bulevaurd
Got straps simple as dat hand on the trigger
need 30 mo Ohhhhhs to add to these figures
See my necks so heavy gotta shine up the Chevy
See ya betta stay wit it or ya gon get wet
Stay in the fresh sh** new fly kicks
hundred thousand dolla whip n***a dose dat triiiiiip
Get cha walk on, throw up ya set
Yea get it how you livin n***a rep musik
Diamonds on my neck diamonds on my wrists
Just a lil somethin playa yeea money aint shiiiiiit
You know the clubs so packed, girls so stacked
Me and my n***az smokin chronic in the back
Got a** so fat, I like it like that
When she get up all on it Ill beat it from the back....

[Chorus]
On some reeeeal sh**
I gotta be the best
I gotta stay fresh
I represent the West
On some reeeeal sh**
Im all about the cash
A b**h wit some a** and some drink in my gla**
On some reeeeal sh**
We dont play no games
If you talk slick ya betta be prepared to bang
On some reeeeal sh**
I got mo bounce than an ounce
Ill do it to you bad for a large amount

[Rick Ross]
It had to be a dope chain
Started wit the dope game


All about the c**aine
Tired of bein poor mayne
Cracks in a n***az roof
Buckets just to catch the rain
Sellin crack on the roof buckin just to get a name
Now Im crack in a roof open up the bentley brains
No flaws in the stones, iced out urrrthang
Three colors on a wrist, watch cost anotha fifty
So So Def D-P-G f**in on some reeeeall sh**
West coast got the best smoke Miami hoes well known for the best throat
Miami well known for the best dope
hit the cell phone now for the best quotes (quotes)
You see the pretty paint, you see Im sittin high
I got a boat mo the f** doin 55 (on some reeeeal sh**)
Dont let this 4 puond bang ya
This Rick Ross and them Dogg Pound Gangstas

[Chorus]

[Daz]
I eat Now & Later, poly seeds, love to smoke a lot of weed
Kahki shorts, white tees, all blue wilda Cs
Gotta be the best in everything that I do
Imma real mothaf**a (JD-How to f**in stay trueee)
I stay away from the s**as mark cowards and bustas
See Ill put it on yo a** do it like no otha
On some real sh** feel this, Check how I rep dis
See them n***az C Walkin or dat A-Town steppin
Im so so def so so pathetic
They see a n***a ballin and they wonder how I get it
I gotta keep a weapon, for dis typa profession
Nig incarcerate if you slippin yup anyone can get it
On the turn fo payed like the boss that I work for
Fatty Mazerati and Ferrari and the Lambo, strapped like Rambo
Clip after clip, yea I love the set trip and love the sured up sh**, but

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 03:05