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real vs fake - ray rogerss lyrics

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#intro

yeah

#chorus

i can tell the real from the fake, so don’t tell me about it

drank get dropped, half a sprite, it get poured out it

i can tell the real from the fake, so don’t tell me about it, yeah

drank get dropped, half a sprite, it get poured out it

#verse

i know she can feel the pain, tell the truth, won’t cry it out

drank get dropped, half a sprite, it get poured out

yeah, i got ties with the mob, i can’t tell you ’bout it

one phone call, have his momma looking sick about it

#verse

i know somе getting*money b*tches that ain’t sh*t without mе

know some real k!llers, they gon’ spin about me

all them young n*ggas, they look up to me

they my prodigies, so we mob deep

tryna show my youngs how to get this pape

you can’t relate, you been a snake, you been a fake

i put money on they books just to make sure my people straight

told her, “pick it out and let me eat it,” that’s a dinner date

#verse

i got plenty pape, she want to f*ck the kid, i know what it is

really him, i got real rizz
pulled up in the trenches in a six

i’ll pop his wig, i get him hit

for the deal, need like ten mill’

put in work, you see the house on the hill

#bridge

yeah

really him out here, n*gga

#chorus

i can tell the real from the fake, so don’t tell me about it

(won’t hear none of that sh*t) yeah

(big feo money, n*gga)

drank get dropped, half a sprite, it get poured out it
yeah, said i can tell the real from the fake, so don’t tell me about it

drank get dropped, half a sprite, it get poured out it

#verse

yeah, yeah, sh*t, i can do without it

she know i am who i am, so she gone come up out it

it’s all feo money, baby, don’t ask sh*t about it

you know i’m with the crew

ay, all my b*tches bad, so i put ’em in rhude

#outro

ay, don’t get sh*t confused, she a eater, i like divas, i’ll chanel her too

big woods backing out, ay, how i get this view?

small circle of real n*ggas, we control the room

i want her and her, ay, send them b*tches through

i pop one, she pop one, okay, we on a few

it ain’t nothin’, i got ones, i could flood the room

you talk sh*t, we’ll send it up and put you on the news

ay, don’t get sh*t confused, n*gga, yeah

- ray rogerss lyrics

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