- Joe Nichols Real Things 歌詞
- Joe Nichols
- Its time, I came to get mine
Runnin through the hoods with a hand on the nine Why do the pigs come? Bring your ass on cross the line so I can get the blast on Oh ****, Im empty, but I got a shank on the side so dont even tempt me Runnin the program, Cypress Hill on the real With the Pearl Jam and Im packin the steel Dont come my way, cause it only takes one minute to reach for the AK Then POW!, whatcha gonna do now Nowhere to run when my dogs on the prow Prowlin, howlin, give it up punk, you might want to throw the towel in I like doin the ill thing, cause aint nothin like the real thing It aint nothin like the real thing It aint nothin like the real Aint nothin but the real thing Aint nothin but the Hill Aint nothin but the real thing Aint nothin but the real Aint nothin but the real thing Aint nothin but the Hill Keep me a tazer up in the blazer And the black nine by the waistline Never know when someonell test ya Let you know I got mine by my body, yes yall Im the victim that became the attacker Have my little friend waitin for the carjacker Thatll do anything for the looper When I leave the Hill I strack when I swoop Clack, clack, bang, bang, cause it aint no thang When I hang with Stone and I kick that funky slang I got the funk when I gotta do the ill thing Cause aint nothin like the real thing [02:11.00]Aint nothin like the real thing [02:14.00]Aint nothin but the real [02:22.00] Aint nothin like the real thing [02:25.00]Aint nothin but the Hill Nannana....
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