Lyrics Diego Money – Real Street n#gg#

Real Street n#gg# Lyrics – Diego Money

Singer: Diego Money
Title: Real Street n#gg#

[?] stuffin’ rocks all in my socks
Real street n***a I was posted on the block
Then I came in put the rap game on lock
Make the wrong move then you can get shot

Talk about money, I need me a lot
Brand new foreign just pulled off the lot
20 thousand just dropped that on a watch
Can’t f**k with 12 can’t f**k with no opp

Playin’ these hoes like I’m playin’ the XBOX
Play with the gang get left in a [?]
Can’t talk too much, you know that the feds hide
Smokin’ that gas [?]

I might pull up with yo b*t*h in a drop’
I heard ’bout your last album yea it flopped
You prolly need to hit my line, come shop
Ain’t worried ’bout a lil b*t*h she a [?]

I’m sippin’ on some that make your heart stop
[?] still servin’ Js on the block
He told me yesterday he ain’t tryna stop
Draco hit you with a karate chop

I’m with the gang n***a f**k a opp
[?] Bill Nye
Hit yo gang, put you in the sky
This stick gon’ hit you right between the eyes

[?] b*t*h I do what I want to
B*t*h on my d**k [?] talkin’ [?]
Sippin’ on red, pour a 5 in a big blue
I don’t care [?] I’ma steal [?]

Take a lil b*t*h and I hit from behind
Hop in the rari in the freeway flyin’
That lean or the wock I drank both kinds
I jugg the same n***a just like four times

[?] like I’m doin’ a exercise
N***as ain’t real they not my kind
Ice on my neck, all my diamonds shine
Keep me a b*t*h, you know that she real fine

Run up the bands [?]
Stackin’ ’em hundreds [?] ceiling
When I hop on the beat these n***as they listen
[?] leave me behind

F**king your b*t*h but she can’t be mine
[?] lookin’ through the blinds
[?] 8 lines
My momma said she gon whip my behind

.40 on my what the f**k is a .9?
[?] pro skater, on my grind
I’m ballin’ like Kobe n***a in his prime
I’m in the block, posted like [?]

[?] fn aim it at ya
Knew you was fake, when I first met ya
I’m [?]
Glock 45 up in [?] nose like a tissue

You don’t want the smoke, boy you don’t want the issues
.223s you gon yell when it hit you
[?] miss you
[?] in my socks

Real street n***a I was posted on the block
Then I came in put the [?]
Make the wrong move then you can get shot
Talk about money, I need me a lot

Brand new foreign just [?] off the lot
20 thousand just dropped that on a watch
Can’t f**k with 12 can’t f**k with no opp
Playin’ these hoes like I’m playin’ the XBOX

Play with the gang [?]
Can’t talk too much, you know that the feds hide
Smokin’ that gas [?]
I might pull up with yo b*t*h in a [?]
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