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The Real Slim Shady Freestyle
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Juice WRLD
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Intro: Westwood Verse 1: You know we getting cash right? Bad b*t*h she gon' shake her ass right I'm like damn baby, where you from? What's your name? You familiar did I meet you in the past life? I can give you all this money if you act right I'm'a throw you all this money if you act right I'm'a throw you all this money if you act right (uh) I'm'a throw you all this money if you act right Then again I ain't paying for pu**y, you rookie Choppa on my hip, it's shootin' (uh uh) Hold up Choppa on my hip and it's bad like Megan Good Bad lil b*t*h she gon' give me all the cookies Bad lil b*t*h and she thick, lookin' like Snooki Got a problem with me I'm'a shoot it like a movie (uh) That's just how it is, I'm Khalifa with the reefer But I've never been a [?] this is grown man's sh*t This is not for little kids even though I'm going hard Like a n***a Little Bill got the molly in the drink I'm'a crack a seal, run up on me you get popped like I'm poppin' all the pills Spazing on every track, I battle rap Anyone that's gon' battle rap, come battle that I feel like Shaquille O'Neil, when I shoot Choppa gon break the glass, ra-ta-tat I don't got time for snakes, no time for rats I'm smokin' pack, I'm selling crack, bring it back Run up on me, cool that choppa on me, get you clapped Matter of fact you don't know how to act I'm a real ass n***a, drill ass n***a Gon' and pop a pill ass n***a, [?] ass n***a f**k how you feel lil n***a, I'm real lil n***a I'm sick, I'm ill lil n***a, for real lil n***a (uh) Freestyle off the dome, kickin' it for real In the cut, totin' my steel like Keel If you don't kill a motherf**ker, f**k it I will You better start riding your wheel, for real Chorus: I'm real Juice, yes I'm the real Juice You can get juiced up, you f**kin' with me (uh) Won't the real Juice WRLD please stand up Won't the real Juice WRLD please stand up Someone bring all the real xans out This fentanyl sh*t got me laying on the couch (like) What the f**k is all these fake pills about What the f**k is all these fake thrills about Verse 2: R.I.P to X R.I.P to Peep R.I.P to Mac R.I.P to [?] R.I.P to anybody that want beef R.I.P to anybody that want beef R.I.P to all the n***as died in the street R.I.P to all the n***as died, rest in peace Only thing I can't say is R.I.P to Me 'Cause I'm'a live forever I put that on my life b (uh) Flow go crazy, for the n***as that boolin' red, my flow go brazy, shake like Haiti Choppa on me get your ass [?} I don't give a f**k I may just f**k your b*t*h today Young n***a and I'm feelin' rich today Scratch him off, lil auto no quick pick today Burn a n***a like Jamaica's incense Been the realest n***a an infant, okay (uh) On these Eminem beats I'm a beast from the West to the East, I'm a freak, in the sheets Got your b*t*h and she got a real badass physique I'm'a f**k her one time while you're beating your meat Chorus: I'm real Juice, yes I'm the real Juice You can get juiced up, you f**kin' with me (uh) Won't the real Juice WRLD please stand up Won't the real Juice WRLD please stand up Someone bring all the real xans out This fentanyl sh*t got me laying on the couch (like) What the f**k is all these fake pills about What the f**k is all these fake thrills about
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