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Real Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Rhippz
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Shawn Bertrand




Rhippz - Real Shit Lyrics
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(Grrt)
(Grrttt Pow)
I'on't do no handouts
Typa nigga that just stands out
F*ck with RHIPPZ that's a man down
Gon' put the gas on the libra scale
I'ma keep grindin' till I prevail
I do this shit independent
Nigga just f*ck a deal
I roll the streets with them dark vaders
Once I'm up they gon' be askin' favors
I take a beat and I body it
Could take your bitch and just body it
That's an outta body experience
Ain't really had nothin' for real
Now I'm all done with the pills
I'm on the grind to the mills
Boy if you touch, you get killed
Swear I be killin' these snakes
Tryna put food on the plate
Got my hands up to the great one
Shit I be spittin' so vivid
Look at ma niggas
Soon we gon' make it and be all rich
Straight out the trenches
Soon we'll be sittin' in office
Bouta set off an apocalypse
Life is a bitch
Took the music and I gave it a kiss
Shoot for the bag, you know we don't miss
I just thank God for the blessing
Gotta thank God for the blessing
I do this shit with a passion
I think it's God that you lackin'
Ain't on his side...
What the f*ck is you packin'
All these snakes
They gon' do it for flashes
Yea you know these niggas be cappin'
Soon I'ma blow wearin' high fashion
If you want it, better put in action
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
Bible as my sword, got my armor on
Demons they lurkin'
Dunkin' on em lebron
Jacket Louis Vuitton
Cuz she only f*ckin' with stars
She only f*ckin' with stars yea
I spit lines that switch minds
I'm sublime with it
God inspired like a prophet
I got the tables offset
Still bout the racks tho
Countin' profit
Soon i'll be whippin' a rari
Next week I'll be up in a lambo
Yea yea yea
You not about it lil nigga
Just stay back on your ten toes
Window shoppin' ass niggas
Take your bitch
Bring her back with her neck froze
All of my diamonds rockin'
Need a pocket watch
Just to see all the time go
These niggas be plottin' and hidin'
All dressed up in camo
'Member trappin outta college
Turned that bitch to a bando
'Member trappin outta college man
Turned that bitch to a bando
I'on't do no handouts
Typa nigga that just stands out
F*ck with RHIPPZ that's a man down
Gon' put the gas on the libra scale
I'ma keep grindin' till I prevail
I do this shit independent
Nigga just f*ck a deal
I roll the streets with them dark vaders
Once I'm up they gon' be askin' favors
Yea yea
Yea Yeaaaaaa
Haha...
(You know how we comin' man)
(2020 Takeover)
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(Grrt)
(Grrttt Pow)
I'on't do no handouts
Typa nigga that just stands out
F*ck with RHIPPZ that's a man down
Gon' put the gas on the libra scale
I'ma keep grindin' till I prevail
I do this shit independent
Nigga just f*ck a deal
I roll the streets with them dark vaders
Once I'm up they gon' be askin' favors
I take a beat and I body it
Could take your bitch and just body it
That's an outta body experience
Ain't really had nothin' for real
Now I'm all done with the pills
I'm on the grind to the mills
Boy if you touch, you get killed
Swear I be killin' these snakes
Tryna put food on the plate
Got my hands up to the great one
Shit I be spittin' so vivid
Look at ma niggas
Soon we gon' make it and be all rich
Straight out the trenches
Soon we'll be sittin' in office
Bouta set off an apocalypse
Life is a bitch
Took the music and I gave it a kiss
Shoot for the bag, you know we don't miss
I just thank God for the blessing
Gotta thank God for the blessing
I do this shit with a passion
I think it's God that you lackin'
Ain't on his side...
What the f*ck is you packin'
All these snakes
They gon' do it for flashes
Yea you know these niggas be cappin'
Soon I'ma blow wearin' high fashion
If you want it, better put in action
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
They keep talkin' they fake
Bible as my sword, got my armor on
Demons they lurkin'
Dunkin' on em lebron
Jacket Louis Vuitton
Cuz she only f*ckin' with stars
She only f*ckin' with stars yea
I spit lines that switch minds
I'm sublime with it
God inspired like a prophet
I got the tables offset
Still bout the racks tho
Countin' profit
Soon i'll be whippin' a rari
Next week I'll be up in a lambo
Yea yea yea
You not about it lil nigga
Just stay back on your ten toes
Window shoppin' ass niggas
Take your bitch
Bring her back with her neck froze
All of my diamonds rockin'
Need a pocket watch
Just to see all the time go
These niggas be plottin' and hidin'
All dressed up in camo
'Member trappin outta college
Turned that bitch to a bando
'Member trappin outta college man
Turned that bitch to a bando
I'on't do no handouts
Typa nigga that just stands out
F*ck with RHIPPZ that's a man down
Gon' put the gas on the libra scale
I'ma keep grindin' till I prevail
I do this shit independent
Nigga just f*ck a deal
I roll the streets with them dark vaders
Once I'm up they gon' be askin' favors
Yea yea
Yea Yeaaaaaa
Haha...
(You know how we comin' man)
(2020 Takeover)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Shawn Bertrand
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