The Real Boogieman

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

Yeah man

Dead opps man, dead opps in this mug

Whole lot of dead **** in this, you hear me

Yeah, get back gang, serious you hear me

Yeah, ninety one days on the dot

**** got a phone write up, you can't get that back ****

Grrah, grrah

(H-h-hey, Taewon)

Face shot, face shot

They left buddy dead as fuck, caught him walkin' out the house, thought it was time out

Blacc stood on ten, Slo-Be ran and got tired out (Night, night)

Jaaybo makin' songs, like he in Vegas tryna hide out (Where he at?)

All that FlyK, now your brother really fly now (Yeah)

Drunk at the Vermont, security saved me a couple times now (Yeah)

Said he smokin' choke, Chubb dead with his spine out

A hunnid **** makin' diss songs, somebody lyin' now (Yeah)

The Gz so dry, these suckers dyin' where they hide out (Aye, where you at?)

Ain't no playin' bang three gangs, Bitch I am not Leek (Hopper)

I'm so Nightingale, I bang Cali went to Bear Creek (All North Side shit)

Chopper pop suckers, and touch kids, call it Trey B (Weirdo)

I ain't ever have to rape a bitch, they had to pay me (Yeah)

Top notch bitch was a fan, turned to groupie (Just bein' real)

He won't tell you his mama dyin', how he got jewelry? (Yeah, it's the truth)

A rapper got caught and he yelled, "Don't do me"

I'm tired of all this lyin' these bitch **** been doin' (Oh, alright)

Aye, the homie died in the hood, that's how its supposed to be

****'s claiming 21 like cuddy notice me (They put anybody on)

Every time we caught a sucker, they was out of bounds

Jaaybo makin' diss songs, but shoot them out of town

Osama really died a rat, Blood y'all still trippin'?

Twenty four hours lost two that shit hit different

Y'all ain't shootin' in the Gales something ain't adding up (Where you at?)

Your homies died back to back, ain't y'all had enough (Both face shot)

Roll the Slo, Roll the E, Roll the Chubb (Grrah)

I'm bouncin' out on feet, guarantee they gon' get touched (Grrah)

Aye, aye, catch a sucker let 'em have it

Any **** postin' Edward really a faggot

Ask Joc, Hari see Leek, what had happened?

Y'all said fuck the West, now y'all cool, what had happened?

Any **** saying fuck us, let 'em have it

I'm sending shots at any bar, I ain't going out like Adam (Grrah, grrah)

Yeah, yeah, **** rap good but they be cappin' (Yeah)

I really got beast in my name, you better ask 'em (Face shot)

Crash **** dyin' before they ever, see a cap and gown (Yeah)

Free boy, every time he see them, he gon' pack them out

Joc you a bitch, you got stripped and Donnie walked it out

Free Dougie, Jaaybo on the phone, tryna talk it out

And every **** they think Bkandz caught, I done walked it out (Grahh)

And every **** they think Bkandz caught, I done walked him down (Grahh)

Mr Tippy Toe (Yeah)

He's back on that ****, he's been on that man

You know, fresh off that wolly

Tryna catch a motherfunin' B ****

13 4z ****

Top hat, young top hat, you know

Yeah, free the 3z man, we back on that, like I said we been on that

Yeah, step on that ****