Karlito Tha Makk - Real Rite

Riding around with that rocket
And I'm riding round and I'm riding round with that rocket
It's that real rite (It's that real rite, Issa RealRite. RealRite)

Riding around with that rocket
And I'm riding round and I'm riding round with that rock
It's that RealRite

I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

Glock 22 with a dick on it
Let it all off then we dip on em'
All ya'll seem to know about is dick riding
You see somethin shorty keep ya lips silent
D's, in the cut we gon deep by em
See something shorty keep ya lips silent
All about the banddo, but you know the thing bout it
Lot of niggas talk bout it they don't know a thing bout it
He was a dope boy sold big mountains
One, you talk to much and your Bitch wildn'
If that was the case would of been got him
Balling against mines would of been fouled him
Niggas been on it for days
We started with bundles and sleeves
Your bitch, she fuck with me
Nigga come fuck with the sleeze
Pay me and do it for free
I might just sell you your dream
Might put you onto the scheme
Been doing Europeans
Fish Tank, so they see him
Mad bitches in my DM
And they know my bitch gon' read em'
Hope out WoWo Triple B Him
And don't give them no reason
Fuck is you kidi'n?
They treat me like Jesus
But all of them niggas know I am A Demon

I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

You think they hate on you now, nigga wait till they see how you come up
They hope they wake you and you never turn up
That shit is wake though you called me your brother
No turning back though that's word to my Mother
Baby 9 that shit sound like a grandpa
I-9 with a brick of that turner
Fuck is you talking at dumb if you wanna
Son thought he was ballin', we threw some D on em
Feds ran down said they fucked up the warrant
Nigga even still you was out by the morning
Either you down with the force or humming
These niggas 2/0 moe that's when you dub em'
Chris Brown, tell em' run it
Trey pound, figure fuck it
Fuck niggas be the toughest
Real Niggas we out-numbered
Real Niggas we out-numbered
Hennessey ease the burden
And I am not stressin'
I ask all my enemies was it worth it
I pulled up real extra. I'm talking that bixty deuce, with blue curtains
Missing plates, a new purchase
One thing that's for sure
But there's two things thats for certain

I get Money, and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money, and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

I get Money, and I fuck Bitches
And I get Money, and I fuck Bitches
And they bout to fade ya hood because ya Big Homie out here snitching on Black and White
Catch you right there on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

Written by:
Jamie Ruiz, Walter Johnson

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