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Put me on the test. D-D-Diego. Draped up, dripped out in that chrome. For real, I'm the one who come through, set The tone. For real, I really cop shots like Al Capone. For real, call a hitter, send a Blitz, get 'em gone. For real, draped up, dripped out in that chrome. For real, I'm the one who come through, set The tone. For real, I really cop shots like Al Capone. For real, call a hitter, send a Blitz, get 'em gone. For real, money, cars, clothes, And the hoes. That's all a nigga see, what The fuck am I supposed to rap about? Same shit we doing, what you cap about? Get a brick, bust it down, weigh it up, And trap it out. The shit we keep a Secret, that's the same shit they be braggin' 'bout. We fuckin' 'em, leavin' 'em, that's the hoes they Mad about. he mad at me and not his Bitch, what the fuck is that about? Baby, I'm a cold-ass nigga, bring your jacket out. For real, lace my cleats up, hit the field. Had two hundred bands 'fore I signed a major Deal. Had two hundred shots in a boat like A Navy SEAL. I was wavy way back then And, nigga, I'm wavy still. Draped up, dripped out in that chrome. For real, I'm the one who come through, set The tone. For real, I really cop shots like Al Capone. For real, call a hitter, send a Blitz, get 'em gone. For real, draped up, dripped out in that chrome. For real, I'm the one who come through, set The tone. For real, I really cop shots like Al Capone. For real, call a hitter, send a Blitz, get 'em gone. For real, touchdown in the City, shut it down. For real, with a bitch That still look pretty with a pill. The pills with the blickies, with the switches, with My niggas down to kill. Pick me up, LAX, hit the hood, then hit The hill. Say I gained a lot of weight 'cause I never miss a meal. Rory call me with the deals, know I need At least a mil'. Pourin' fours, load the choppers, Give a fuck 'bout how you feel. Eatin' pasta, I remember puttin' water in my seal. Nah, for real, Mody went to work, paid the Bills. Then I grew up, got some work, and I sold every type of pill. I do it for my son, I do it For the mills. I do it so that good, When I spit, you get the chills. 'Cause I'm serious, I'm legitimate, I'm for real. I'm all of the above and they can't even Keep it real. I'm the chosen one, for real. I'm blessed, I know, for real. Rest in peace to all my niggas, know I Miss y'all life for real, for real.