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B-real

Genres: Hip-Hop

Vibes Lyrics - B-real

Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

 

You can boss up or boss down, from New York To North Cal 

You can walk or whip the Porche round 

The work just touched, tell Forty to send the calls round 

Told O, I'm ready to free fall now 

We don't yell gang gang, we just say Strain Gang 

Always high, forever fly, that's how we maintain 

And the music is so melodic, exquisite lifestyle nigga even the dog exotic 

No longer selling dope but believe me I thought about it 

Before I do I dirt my dog try to talk the good Lord about it 

Was never a rat, never went to the court about it 

Thinking about your throat and wrapping a sword around it 

I ain't talking 'bout a burger but order a quarter pounder 

Laying on the sand, with all of the water round it 

Let's put weight in every state and set up a tour around it 

 

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Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

 

Life's a trip, light the piss 

Been flagged by every bank I guess I'm a risk 

I used to get it by the bale, shout out Mexico 

I feel just like forty, I went Federal 

And fuck fame, jealousy'll get your life tooken 

Limoncello in my lungs, got my eyes crooked 

Sunset Boulevard, we at the sky bar, I'm at the Mondrian 

He know what floor I'm on, white girls doing coke off a glass plate 

I pull out a stack of blue hundreds outta flat rate 

A bunch of glass tips in my ashtray 

I'm on a mission till it lands safe 

Got it locked on both sides, vibes, yeah that get high shit for your ride 

Tell 'em get your dough up, this money bundle don't even fold up 

 

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Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Money, and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

Vibes, vibes 

Music and weed welcome to real niggas lives 

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