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P Wild - Real lyrics

[Produced By Ba** Hedz]

[Hook][x4]
One time for the real n***as, two times for the bad b**hes
One more time for the k**ers and the drillers
And the n***as on the block that's still getting it

[Verse 1]
On the block, b**h I still get it
Since a youngin I been sick with it
Duffel bag got pounds in it
Get the work, move the work, I'm a pro with it
Got your b**h on my dick, I can still hit it
Got a K, got a MAC, got 30 in it
You ain't talking bout no money, we ain't f** with it
When it comes to the money we don't play with it
Back in the day I was toting the strap
Flipping and moving, juuging the pack
Hundreds and fifties, we stacking all that
Bands on my dick, tell them b**hes fall back
I'm rolling with Boosa, that's Boosa Da Shoota
Got a Ruger with a 30 and that chopper gone screw ya
n***a want work, n***a we can get it to ya
I don't do no talking, like Nike I do it
Double cup of lean, Sprite my fluid
Thumbing through the checks, see them bands, run through it
No free sh** till I die f** n***a
I be with them goons and them k**ers and them drillers
You be with them hot n***as, snitching on your n***as
f** y'all n***as, SB be the realest
Ear rings, neck piece, wrist game chilling
n***a you can hate but I'm still gone get it, wow

[Hook][x4]
One time for the real n***as, two times for the bad b**hes
One more time for the k**ers and the drillers
And the n***as on the block that's still getting it

[Verse 2]
Imma do it for the real, one more time for the n***as in the field
Free Gino cause they got to free the real
Came from the streets, young n***a keep it real
Hustle in the projects, b**hes love projects
Free my n***a Gucci, know what's up, squad sh**
Ready get money, get money, f** b**hes
Bad b**hes on me cause they know a n***a getting it
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Ready get the guap cause the b**hes come with it
Hit your block with this Glock, you don't want to feel the semi
Set up shop on your block, bullsh** and then we hit it
Peep your [?], gla** bullets, running from the ceiling
All my n***as savage, when I leave they coming with me
Came from the bottom now we aiming for the top
Got to get this money, I ain't never gone stop
And how's my block, E street where I bang
That thing changed, Slutty Boys be the gang
Mention our names, bet the chopper gone bang
n***a smile for the chopper, you can smile for the flame
Money in my pocket, ain't a damn thing changed
n***a changed up for the money and the fame
You smile for the chopper, you can smile for the flame
Money in my pocket, ain't a damn thing changed
n***a changed up for the money and the fame, let's get it

[Hook][x4]
One time for the real n***as, two times for the bad b**hes
One more time for the k**ers and the drillers
And the n***as on the block that's still getting it

[Verse 3]
One time for the Slutty Boyz
f** one time cause my gang got guns
Two times for the bad b**hes, still fighting over bags of ones
One time for my n***a P Wild
If a n***a talk down Imma smack his a** down
30 shot Glock make a n***a's heart stop
n***a we from North Beach, don't come around town
One time for my n***a Gino
Cause he keep getting locked, hope they let his a** go
One time for my n***a [?]
I remember sixteen [?] with a four
One time for my n***a Meechy
Cause we pop a lot of mollies, we don't take sh** slow
One time for my n***a Kut Dawg
Cause they run up in the spot, all the stock that's gone
One more time for my wild n***a Toby
The pistols he toting, he just came home
One time for my bro Big Blocks
Set up the shop, all the guap I drop that
One time for my bro k**a k**a
Try to take him out the picture, Imma have to deal with ya
One time for my bro Badazz
Cause he a real savage, and let your a** have it

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