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lirik lagu real – chaboki

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[chorus: chaboki]
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was drugged and outta work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was working that work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup

[verse 1: chaboki]
there was a time i ain’t have a plug, i ain’t have a brick (there was a time)
i ain’t have a [dog?], i ain’t have sh*t (there was a time)
they ain’t show me love, now they on my d*ck (there was a time)
mama [?] i was selling dopе (there was a time)
i was postеd on the block, even in the cold (there was a time)
i was f*cked up, i ain’t had no goal (there was a time)
i was thirsty for the shine and have no show (there was a time)
i had to ride around with my pole
there was a time jb told me if i catch him let it blow (there was a time)
i hit that k but i ain’t have nowhere to go (there was a time)
everyone around me told me i had to slow my [?] (there was a time)
but i ain’t give no f*ck i had to meet my quo (there was a time)
me and [?] we hit the road (there was a time)
we was off that pack, we was off that dope (there was a time)
we had them double cups, coughing with smoke (there was a time)
cops pulled us over, we couldn’t go (there was a time)
[chorus: chaboki]
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was drugged and outta work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was working that work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup (skeddit, jb man)
(d*d*dj youngjd)

(verse 2: jb bin laden)
i remember them days i was broke
goofy n*gga tryna stunt, get poked (he get robbed)
on the drive took a five [?] smoke
[?] n*ggas get took out they coats (they coats)
when the guys is home, free the folks (free the guys)
man, i remember that war/woe (that war/woe)
n*ggas foo so, that’s a lotta sh*t that a lot n*ggas really don’t know (n*ggas [?] man, let’s get it)
‘cause n*ggas ain’t really up in that field
i remember late nights [?] a steel (bang)
i already know [?] n*gga [?], still wishing that a n*gga will
young n*gga f*cked ten off pills ([?])
[?] drills ([?])
and we ain’t shoot from no [?] boy, headshot, red dot, tryna [?] k!lls
i was with a n*ggas witnesses (they fake)
free [?] put me in this sh*t (free the guys)
i remember f1 up top, big jocks, getting’ off and just kickin’ it (on the drive)
i remember up in that store (that store)
yeah, that was me and bro (la gang)
la gang just to let you know (let’s get it)
a lot of these n*ggas hoes
n*ggas was lame just a while back
we was hittin’ cakes, we was tryna get the same
i was finessin’, pull that sh*t up [?]
me and [?], four four, i remember that (four four)
cops pull like “bro, where the f*ck you at?” (f*ck you at)
run up on a n*gga, bow, that’s the end of that
[?] shush n*gga up, i’on remember jack, that’s the end of that (let’s get it)
[chorus: chaboki]
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was drugged and outta work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup
i remember them days, i was hurting really bad
i had nothing in my pocket but i couple dime bags
i was working that work, tryna get my money back
i had a mac up in my backpack, call that sh*t my backup
[?] gang let’s get it

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