Letra de REAL TALK - DD Osama

(Feat. DudeyLo, Sugarhill Ddot, JayKlickin)

Yecko on the Beat

You know what I'm sayin'?

Yo, Bobby, this sturdy, nigga

Biggest hottest nigga, youngest hottest nigga, we out here, wassup?

Notti, what? Back that up (Grrah, grrah)

I'ma slide through BK with a all black truck

41? Shut it down 'cause we smokin' on Lay, that nigga in a pound (41K)

Why the fuck is y'all takin' Move dance? 41, y'all niggas is fans

I'm wit' Dudey and Sha, I bet they let it blam

He try to run, I bet I'll make 'em dance (Grrah)

Ayo, Ddot, who that? (Who that?)

Put the dot on his friend

If we miss, then we spinnin' again

Too deep on the bend, tryna catch us a M (Grrah)

And I'm smokin' that dumb nigga mother (On bro)

Nigga mad she six feet under (Damn)

Bend through the 4, have 'em duckin' for cover

If we can't find him, we killin' his brother (Brother)

Word to bro, I'mma flick, they don't gotta ask

No ski, do a drill in my COVID mask

Threw shots at the opps, they ain't throw 'em back

Lotti, Beans, we rollin' all of that

Lost bro, that shit turned me a demon

Some nights I be sittin' and thinkin' (Grrah)

Late nights, I be sippin' and drinkin'

He catch a shot, hollow got that boy singin'

Life hard, yeah that shit is a challenge

Gotta stay true 'til you find you a passion

I'm out on bail, I got caught with the ratchet

My fam' need me, got faith in his rappin'

Brodie got signed, he bought him a Wok' (Grrah)

Fuck Marley, that nigga a cop

Hop out, Imma click 'till he drop

They know my name, Mr. Shot-After-Shot (Ahhhhh)

Call up Dudey and we throwin' a shot

Like, hold on, let's spin through the 2's (2WooK)

Smokin' Matt, that boy got a kick

While I spin through the 8, I ain't leavin' no clues

JayKlickin with me, he ain't leavin' no witness

For lil Notti, you know that we sinnin'

Hop out, we gon' get him

Throw every shot out the Glock 'til it's finished

Don't forget that I’m smoking on Rah Rah

He a dummy, got hit in his matha

Two shots, make him do the Cha Cha

Got a baddy I know she a baba

No cap, I'mma stay on the block

Catch a 9er, and you know he get shot

(No cap, I'mma stay on the block)

(Catch a 9er, now you know he get shot) (9RaqK)

You say you a stomper, you don't really step

I'm that nigga that gon' put you to rest

Bend through they blocks, have them niggas runnin'

He get shot if he yellin', "What's Gunnin?"

Bitch, I'm JayKlickin', showin' that I'm stuntin'

I'ma up my right, don't forget I'ma flock with my left

If they talkin' on Notti, I'm leavin' a mess

Bend through, Hop out gang (Like)

We was parkin', tryna catch a stain

Know a couple of opps who got put on a chain

Lil Ddot, he got it, aimin' for your brain

In a stoley, by my doley

Where the niggas whose yellin' out "Ewee"?

Dreadhead 'oota, tryna catch a PD

All black, skied up, they can't see me

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