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Real Talk (Anniversary Edition)
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Tyler, The Creator
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The season has returned DJ Cammy! Reglobal now Anniversary Trae tha Truth All do this From the Hood Misssinner! Yeah, real talk for my n***as on the block I been wrecking for a second, but I promised that I wouldn't stop I been in it with my n***as, for a long time But they gotta give it to me, cause they know I wouldn't drop Same n***a, with the flow Same n***a that'll spin a n***a's ass up, throw his ass in the trunk I'm a representative, for the as*h**es Try to run up on me, I'll teach a n***a how to stunt Southwest, you better get your hands up 'Fore I send a wave of n***as, that'll hit your man's up While you wanna-be thugs, better pull your pants up Then the sh*t, hit the fan Then I f**k, your fans up These n***as, really got a n***a f**ked up Hating motherf**kers, I'll show you what the beef is Show you n***as how to lose teeth, keep running off at the mouth And I can show you n***as, what the sleep is Better give it up, when you hear the name Trae When I hit the block in black, your ass better pray Tell the five in the hood, I don't play And I got more n***as, in the slugs In the tip, of a K And I run with the C's, and the B's on the block And the G's, and few B.D.'s on the block And I kept it real, so I got the keys to the block I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the blockI'll put it on the pack, and I'll ride for it first n***a jump, gonna be the first n***a that'll slide for it They don't wanna see me in a zone, when I try for it Any real n***a, stand up and get an eye for it Cause I'm oh so real, though homie And I'm next in the line, finna show the world what it was H-Town, till the death Intuition of a n***a named Pac, finna let it rain for the thugs We do this for the hood! We do this for the street! We do this for the ghetto! There's a whole lot of hood superstars on this standard! This the All the Power Of standard! I'm the hood maestro of this hood music! DJ Cammy! Reglobal now~! Misssinner! Somebody better give me the crown, these n***as out of line And I see, I gotta put 'em in they place Everyday it be the same old sh*t, I gotta click on a b*t*h I don't really, wanna pay another case Whey they n***as wanna try a n***a, like a n***a soft than a b*t*h I'll lean on a n***a, like Boss on a switch Better chill, 'fore I get to going off on a b*t*h Lace the Nike's, and break a n***a jaw in this b*t*h Everybody, wanna know about the South But I promise, you n***as'll wanna take another route A.B.N., fin to hit a n***a's ass in the drought In the town right now, (no doubt) If you got a problem with Trae, let's get it on Iggy on lock, so I'm back in a zone still packing the chrome I was late for the hood, so I'm bad to the bone Since I roll on the block, it's half of the bone sh*t just got wrong, you can hear it in my tone (I'm p*ssed), but I'm still moving along Yeah Jay'Ton, still grooving along So the n***as in the blue, got love for the Home For the H, and the West state I"ll put it on a n***a, in the worst way That'll be your worst day, and I put it on Trae Motherf**kers better get in a line, or the dirt where you gon lay This right here, for my n***a named Nick In a hospital bed, half gone I'll run up on a b*t*h n***a, who that out that shout out Feel I gotta hit his ass, with the chrome Nothing less, R-E-S-T-L-E double S Stress, got a n***a on amp So I gott mob for life, like 24/7 And I promise, I'm about to be the champ I know this one trae A years ago In 2006 We from the hood Reglobal! Misssinner! T-Dollaz and Mac Meezy Why the f**k I am doing my G Rest In Peace to Mac Miller Mo Money Mo Problem To say hi f**kin about the way morning I’m about say Yo, who dat boy? Who him is? Him that ni-guh, I swear Stand out guy, him don't need no chair Well, where the f**k him at? 'Cause n***a, I'm right here I’m booked out until August Show money deposits See the sh*t then I cop it Got but a house note in my pocket I Don’t give a f**k I don’t f**k wit that 1992 and 1993 and 1991 Nobody else Deal with it Mother f**ker Rest In Peace to Mac Miller We The Best Reglobal, let's go I rep my city n***a, I rep my city Reglobal! Misssinner! Ride n***as wanna war, Cheers n***as on the floor, 11 n***as on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all 19 I'm willing to die for this sh*t 20 Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang Whole lotta people need to hear this Hold up mind you’re f**kin business Far So hard Mother f**kers This is not f**kin Acceptable That is bro that is not fake They using my name for clickbait f**kin' on your b*t*h, she a thot, thot b*t*h you got a me and us n***a It's the DJ Cammy prove it Big dog Hustler A.K.A. WE THE BEST! A.K.A. sh*t on n***as dot-com Reglobal! Misssinner!
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