Представляем точный текст композиции "Bump The Real" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Royal T . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Bump The Real» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Royal T передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Royal T - "Bump The Real"
Lyrics to Bump The Real : (feat. Frank V, Mr. Sancho, OG Spanish Fly, Yogi) [Royal T] Motherfucking chronic Sticky icky Homeboy You want some money' Motherfucker, youre fucking up my high [Frank V] Whos coming with that gang shit, that boogie bang shit If youre an enemy, you cant hang bitch Were coming with that gangster shit you can trust Cuz cant nobody drop the shit like us We never fake, we just take your spot, set up shop Get rich then we ditch, I mean shake the spot And its still popping and we aint stopping dropping Hits, to piss off the haters that keep flopping Some of these fools today are just wack They look hard, but when you hear the shit you wanna take it back You need to put your money on us Cuz either with the rap or cap I aint afraid to bust And if you ask me thats what gangsters about You doubt me, then homey you can call me out Well get em up in a minute, knock your ass out quick Now tell your bitch to come here and make her suck this dick [Chorus x2: Yogi] Twelve gauge ammo popping, Chevrolet mobbing Shot gun baby put you to limits If you should see me say "Whats up homes, orale" Babydoll Q-Vole, bump the real suvale [Yogi] I used to stroll down the block, sandals and pulled up socks Bitches on the jock with the twenty two glock I heard you got caught, I wasnt really shocked I know I havent wrote but I miss you a lot Visit your babys mama, your son and your daughter Everytime I see your moms her eyes start to water They wanna break you off, twenty five with an L Its a trip it seems like were all in jail When you got locked up and shit got dramatic And blew up when you called me and told me you turned Catholic And Im still down with you, hope you beat your case Cant wait to see your face on your release date Believe me I havent forgot about you Matter of fact the other day my moms asked me about you I told her you were doing fine, she says that shes praying for you I gotta go, I couldnt finish saying what Im saying [Chorus x2] [OG Spanish Fly] OG Spanish Fly aka the Maniac Got the chronic sack, smoking and choking till my eyes come back I see some haters around, theyre rolling up in the town Rocks getting thrown by the pound cuz we aint fucking around Now its official, my life is legit You wanna bump my shit, turn it up and take a hit Now lets ride, slide, skipdy dip Its Low Profile in this ano, my heat goes click [Mr. Sancho] Blue Chevrolet mobbing, neighborhood swabbing Roll up the windows cuz we just hot-boxing Four inch blade put away in my pocket Some fools try to act brave so I pop it Kick knowledge to some top notch hoes Forget college cuz my pockets swoll But I gotta keep the income coming cuz these putos running Cuz the game will never stop till Im surrounded by hundreds [Chorus x2] [ Bump The Real Lyrics ]
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