D-E2Loud - Really

I really I keep it
It ain't no secret
I hear em talkin
They really don't mean it
Bullets start flyin
Niggaz start dyin
I don't hear em
It ain't no talk no mo

Niggaz stopped talkin
Them thirty shots rip and it sat in eem
Picked eem off cause he talkin
He should of known not to get at me
Pissin me off she keep callin
Bitch give me time to think
All of this pain that's inside of me
I keep it bottled in
What's poppin then
What's poppin then
Is it 33 or 36 fuck it I drop it and mix
Wit the Pyrex be whippin this shit
Bakin that soda the arm then a wrist
Takin these trips wit the pack
It's a risk
Takin these trips wit the strap
It's a risk
Niggaz try play me
I'm bangin my shit
If I don't kill you
It's a hole in ya shit

Written by:
Dennis Alexander

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