Real One lyrics

"Idea coming for the 808"
[Chorus 1] (Mac Foreign)
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one

[Verse 1] ($tupid Young)
"$tupid Young, Mac Foreign wassup n*gga Aye Aye," [Ad-Lib]

You know she got drop it low for a real one
Please don't f*ck wit me n*gga I might kill some'n
I'm in the field wit the steel tryna drill some'n
Ask about me I been thuggin since a lil one
Glizzy on my lap put the city on my back
Young n*gga tryna make a milli off this rap
Get rich or die tryin like Im Fifty in the trap
n*ggas dissin online n*ggas silly they get slapped
b*tch I'm riding through the city wit a Mac in a Foreign
Catch a opp slippin on the block then we scorin
n*ggas get wet when the choppa start pourin
Score on a n*gga wit my tongue out like Jordan
Big dawg big dawg I'ma big dawg
Skee mask big stick we the hit squad
Young loc please don't get a n*gga p*ssed off
We got let some clips off air it out and dip off

[Chorus 2] (Mac Foreign)
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one
[Verse 2] (Mac Foreign)
Ridin through the city with the whole gang
Hands out the window twistin fingas witcha ho Mayne
Daddy had a rope chain got it off the cocaine
West Side n*gga dawg all I know is dope game
Im in ya city wit the flame and the smoke
I need a bad b*tch that can aim wit the scope
A 1 finessin I'ma tell her what she won't
b*tch I'm from the dirty I be doin what you don't
From a youngin had to get it on my own
Now I ride though the cities wit the sticks and the stones
Bad b*tch twerkin tryna get me on the phone
Ima bust it wide open Ima pass it to the bros
Its no feelings allowed I don't feel none
Its Tha Mafia ain't nuthin but real ones
Pretty in the face and I know she love a thug n*gga
Now bust that pus*y open yeah for a drug dealah

[Chorus 3] (Mac Foreign)
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
She gone throw it back on a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
She gone bust it open for a real one
If I catch a opp slipping Im'a kill one
Back on a real one
Back on a real one
Back on a real one
Im'a kill one
For a real one
For a real one
For a real one
Im'a kill one
Haaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaa Haaaaaaa
Im'a kill one