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Featuring Doe B, Shad da God, Yung Booke & Big Kuntry (Intro) They make believe these niggas too fake Make believe these niggas too fake (Hook) Louie V’s on our shoelace Drank and lean like a Kool-Aid VVVs ain’t no foolies They make believe these niggas too fake I fuck with real niggas and bad bitches Got the real niggas and bad bitches Real niggas and bad bitches Now where my real niggas and bad bitches? (Verse) Gold Rollie, VM1’s Chain bussin like Vietnam See it with you, no bling bling on Like a canister of a cheech and chong No shoe strings, I mean Louie Vuitton No 2 chainz, I got 30 on You niggas boring us so repeat ‘cause I’m a big dog, you’re a peon Bad bitches and real niggas Letras de cancionesPolo, no he a figure ‘Cause playas only look what recipes check, But I’m still pimpin It ain’t dead, I’m still livin Dead Prez is my true religion I’m too hot, I need a cool assistant Call the cops cuz my roof is missin (Verse) Sippin lean like a Kool-Aid White bitches like T-Pain Getting bung here, getting too paid Diamond clip like Bluray And I love it nigga, you too faded We’ve been essential on the little man You try to hide or you can try to say M mind, I’mma still hang (Hook) Louie V’s on our shoelace Drank and lean like a Kool-Aid VVVs ain’t no foolies They make believe these niggas too fake I fuck with real niggas and bad bitches Got the real niggas and bad bitches Real niggas and bad bitches Now where my real niggas and bad bitches? (Verse) Alfie cleared OCD Fuck around, put a pimp on a CD Who the fuck got a bank round this dish We done pull up like re re AP and wet with the VV It’s the same thing on my necklace I don’t be facin my dealers just like she on front of the magazine 30 rounds in the magazine Fresh out that jet, lil bitch we travelling Smoking on gasoline, All I needs is sorta oh fairly Yea, on Einstein I’m geek Said fuck D in the street I’m yelling lines in these streets yea (Verse) Real niggas and bad bitches Cash getting yo ass kissed Count 20 diamonds like 10 minutes Got a foreign whip with yo bitch in it Hustle Gang, my team winnin Sleep then and when I’m still sippin Wanna pop the clip and you get rippin I’mma fuck around this of the Louie tinters And it’s all about the paper You block just sweat like the Lakers Uh, west side, they know me Two times, we go deep Louie’s got blood on my hoffy Broke nigga, G.D.O.D. I shout like one of Birdman to you Smoking OD OP (Hook) Louie V’s on our shoelace Drank and lean like a Kool-Aid VVVs ain’t no foolies They make believe these niggas too fake I fuck with real niggas and bad bitches Got the real niggas and bad bitches Real niggas and bad bitches Now where my real niggas and bad bitches? (Verse) LV’s, true religion All these racks can’t fit up in it VVS got blood in it My money longer than life sentence Her pussy good like so full Yo main bitch is my old news She got the red bottoms, Jimmy choose I ain’t get that bitch a pair of house shoes Red box, Donatella All my men jumpin off the porch All my niggas be going for broke I’m mad talkin like sky story Styrofoam, double cup Blowin up bout 2 4’s The baddest bitch you ever seen Like stolen rims, she’s on all 4’s (Bridge) Fuck them fuck niggas, I know they hate us ‘Cause all my niggas getting paper 50 bottles, we got em raised up I might fuck them hoes, so why you got em caged up? (Hook) Louie V’s on our shoelace Drank and lean like a Kool-Aid VVVs ain’t no foolies They make believe these niggas too fake I fuck with real niggas and bad bitches (All my bitches bad) Got the real niggas and bad bitches (All my niggas real) Real niggas and bad bitches (All my bitches bad) Now where my real niggas and bad bitches? (All my niggas real) From Letras Mania