Life of a Real G (Freestyle) Lyrics by Digga D is latest English song with music also given by Digga D. Life of a Real G (Freestyle) song lyrics are written by Digga D.
Life of a Real G (Freestyle) Song Detail
| Song Name: | Life of a Real G (Freestyle) |
| Singer: | Digga D |
| Composer: | Digga D |
| Lyrics by: | Digga D |
Life of a Real G (Freestyle) Lyrics
F**k them old spinners and them rusty shotguns
You know it’s fresh semi automatic hand guns, you get me?
We want it from the high power, the grand power
Sk, ak, we outside all day, you get me?
Up close and personal, head shots point blank
Go home and watch off the jail cell
Half a milly watch box, winter time, drop tops
Million pound convoy got the whole strip locked off
Urus cullinan, g wagon, svrs
All I gotta do is point and likkle man will make it blast
Top shelf, cali weed, good white, bangin’ b
Man will switch randomly, and leave him as a casualty
Bad bi**hes, bbl’s, nothing but freaky girls
Had to swap the fizzy for the glizzy ’cause we needed shells
Emerald cut diamonds, cuban chains shinin’
Time in confinement, razor blades slicin’
Touch road, done loads, you know I breached license
Done a recall my people was getting spice in
10k wandsworth, accounts gettin’ hot now
Dst spun the g, now a wings pop down
Ever popped a paigon and left his face chopped out?
You ain’t never made the whole jail go on lockdown
You get me, real f**kin’ savage
And this thing f**kin’ twisted
Youngest richest littlest ni**a in my f**kin’ city
Next generation, you know the f**kin’ vibes
Free the guys, free all the lifers
Free the shooters, free the knifers
Real f**kin’ g’s in this thing, you get me?
Cgm, you know the vibe, suck your mother
Cgm, ssk, first then we’ll let it spray
Stone bridge of heavy weights
Toxteth ni**as getting paid
Real side of camden, peckwater, cumbo
Anytime I give drillz a drop, yo he’s on go
Lower tall six-seven chillin’ with a big weapon
Birmingham, if you’re on to tallerz then I’m ching checkin’
Digga’s fresh home, moving loose, told them “Take time”
Bluwuu, you know I f**k with a9
Jojo, eman, free the whole rayners
Never have I seen an la yute without his shavers
Homerton, holly street, **** is a proper neek
Any time I see a **** yute, it’s getting poppin’ g
The real side of bush, west drayton and hayes town
Any time I see a **** yute he’s gettin’ laid out
You ain’t never sat outside a crib with the stake out
Hit a hundred grand lick and had to skate out