Real Lifer Xanman (Ft. Boowop)

[Intro: Xanman]
954 Mafia
If you ain't tuned in to DJ Uncle Lieek Lieek you bullshittin’
I'm a real-lifer, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Xanman]
I'm a real nigga I’m a real lifer
Rap nigga need to go to a cypher
TEC-9 hangin' out of the Viper, yeah
Call [?] she skirt off in a Chrysler
Bag on me now I look like a hiker
Two bars make a nigga feel hyper
Walk-down I'ma creep like a tiger
Put his daughter on the grip with a lighter
Come in the stu' shot him and his writer
Wipe the blood off the car with the wipers
He got killed from a tweet man they siced him
Thought he had Wock' that's apple cider
Send the addy' we gon' say we invite him
Cuz hate whole time [?] it’s idle
U-U spin the bin with no title

[Verse 1: Boowop]
Boowop
Walk-down when I’m hittin' the rifle
Ain’t choosin' no pick I ain't doin' no raffle
[?] got horsepower get a saddle
[?]
Shootin’ at niggas [?]
[?] Codeine in my bladder
I was down bad 'til I learned how to flip
185 come and get you a zip
Talk tough on the 'Gram but in person get dipped
Designer Dope Boys everyday we be cakin'
[?] view ain't talkin' 'bout Haitian
Homicide Boy by affiliation (Homicide Homicide)
Shootin' at niggas no hesitation
Stuck in the hood I don't take vacation
Me and Xan' history in the making while these rap niggas steady hatin' and [?]