Testo Fa Real, Fa Real - CoachDaGhost
Testo della canzone Fa Real, Fa Real (CoachDaGhost), tratta dall'album Ghost Stories
You could get shot just for lookin'
What you thought? You ain't know I'm from Brooklyn?
I got the recipe, you can't get next to me
I'm in the lab and I'm cookin'
Can't forget about Papa, I told you, "I got us"
We came a long way from them bookin's
If I spot 'em, I got 'em, you know the vibes
Keep a whip with a bitch and a pollin' slide (shine)
Shots flyin', all my opps dyin'
For real, for real
I've been the star, I am not lyin'
For real, for real (shine)
Bullets feel like a hot iron
For real, for real
I'm shootin' first, so just stop tryin'
For real, for real
Most of my killers is in the steel
You can get popped like a Benadryl
More opps, I got more chops
I'm here just to give y'all the realest feel
These rappers just cap, they ain't in the field
Bodies on bodies, that's gooey sauce
How you know that they made me the newest boss
'Cause they see the mission unstoppable
I don't gotta lie to you, I got a lot to do
Far as bodies, yeah, I got a few
Take a picture, don't reach when I'm drivin' through
Yes, I came from the streets, but that's optional
Stick to plot, but I walk with a stick on me
Make a move, then, I knock your big homie
Why you mad? 'Cause I'm flyer than this chick homie
FN is my friend, you gon' switch on me?
Shine, for real, for real
Tryna rob me and I'll still drill
I'm richer than you, but I'll still kill
Hundred tho' worth of ice, this shit gives me chills
I already made it, they see that I'm famous
I'm patient, racin' to a hundred mill'
And I see that they hatin', they got me mistaken
They bustin' moves, guess the blood gon' spill
Shine
Big Cho, I know you heard of me
Beat the murder and the first degree
If they ain't died for these wicked hallows
Then I shot 'em, put him right into surgery
So think twice when you think about hurting me
Pre-meditated, I'm killin' them purposely
Can't relate, I need more on my dinner plate
Been a shooter, I be hittin' vertice (shine)
Shots flyin', all my opps dyin'
For real, for real
I've been the star, I am not lyin'
For real, for real (shine)
Bullets feel like a hot iron
For real, for real
I'm shootin' first, so just stop tryin'
For real, for real
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Writer(s): Culture Bermudez, Patrick Yeboah
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