Really lyrics

by

Bizarre


Trizz

I'm goin to hell....so who comin wit me. Smokin sticky in a stolen Bentley, n*ggas still broke so don't f*ckin temp me...I was f*ckin vickys in my f*ckin di*kies, duckin 50 n*gga Bumpin 50, Twistin up loud pushin up the 60, Roll around town like a bunch of 60s, I use to chase women then somethin hit me. Money over b*tches till they f*ckin hit me n*ggas talk sh*t but ain't f*ckin wit me, I don't run from sh*t so come and f*ckin get me. n*ggas take shots but have yet to hit me, Made death threats but have yet to chip me. I'm out here tough who gone make it risky I would hate to miss me, n*gga make it quickly


Hook

We don't....give a....f*ck, if a n*gga trippin, put'em in the trunk. If it's really funk, they gone pull up hop out, really dump

I be, really drunk, pourin' liquor on my liver, I be really f*cked. I be, really stuck...I be smokin I be chokin I be really slumped

And it really bump...if it's money on the table n*gga here we come...


Bizarre

Trizz!
I'm insane, just hopped off the plane, 2 white b*tches
An ounce of cocain. sh*t stain drawls, musty balls! Hold ya breath b*tch, swallow it all! show no love, catch all slugs...do like Troy Ave club. I'm crazy, I don't let b*tches back stage, cuz backstage turn to BackPage. I gotta sick fetish, like Jerome Bettis, cut a n*gga head off like some hot lettuce! We don't jump n*ggas, we stomp n*ggas! Pistols grip pump n*ggas! hunt n*ggas! 16 perks, 14 blunts...that's why I ain't know my leg was broke for a month! Bizarre's a weirdo! call me a freak! I beat my meat, write my meat in Greek! n*gga!


We don't....give a....f*ck, if a n*gga trippin, put'em in the trunk. If it's really funk, they gone pull up hop out, really dump!

I be, really drunk, pourin' liquor on my liver, I be really f*cked. I be, really stuck...I be smokin, I be chokin, I be really slumped!
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