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DJ Wheelchair Mafia - This for Real (feat. San Quinn) Lyrics



DJ Wheelchair Mafia - This for Real (feat. San Quinn) Lyrics




It's the Quinn (it's the Quinn) in the building with the Wheelchair Mafia (motherf*ckers)
We get this shit done (done) hey my nigga you keep it going (yeah)
You are the best in the world (believe it man) let's go with the big boys nigga (ahhh)
But you suckers (suckers) you better stay out of our way (ahhh)
Because we are gonna run you over (literally) roll you over
And stomp you out the game (bitch ass niggas) you gotta keep your faith it's all you got (what?)

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

One false move cost the nigga his whole life
Can't snooze in the field you'll get blindsided
Raise with the eel everybody tripe
Hundred racks on the plate it got me so excited
School of hard knocks lessons from parolees
It's hard to stop this life of crime stuck on me
Still outside the cops is watching us
It's the Quinn with the Wheelchair Mafia
Your majesty royal blood anatomy
Architect agriculture is a bag of weed
Dirty bay waters every corpse got a story to match
To the blade we some pimps we got whores to catch

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

Move with troopers and shooters main gold to be looted
I'm a boss in the bay I cannot be recruited
And my circle is Judas pray doubt ain't cross us
My direction divine keep the devil above us
Murder a track I never need a reason
You oppose my flows gotta leave your family grieving (ahhh)
Verbal beating my pen is a sword
Internal bleeding on the paper it's what a cause
Rebel on a mic (rebel on a mic)
Next level of light (level of light)
I've been doing wrong (been doing wrong)
I better get it right (better get it right)
Twist the kush inhale at night
Gotta push to get in the light
Crush them suckers hit'em on sight
Nobody running all of us fight (yup)

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

Every record it's hectic I congregate with the wild
Your demonstrations get shredded be afraid of this style
Straight forward the score I refuse to be stagnated
Kicking down metal doors you telling me to have patience
Waited long enough my wings must expand
Take over the nation this generation under my trance
Conversation with millions all my partners in prison
Can't be stuck in my feelings but it's hard to visit
I wanna break them out (out) take them out the country
Instead I get this money feed their children cause they hungry
Mobb all the way up family full of gambinos
God are we about but these suckers is evil

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)
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It's the Quinn (it's the Quinn) in the building with the Wheelchair Mafia (motherf*ckers)
We get this shit done (done) hey my nigga you keep it going (yeah)
You are the best in the world (believe it man) let's go with the big boys nigga (ahhh)
But you suckers (suckers) you better stay out of our way (ahhh)
Because we are gonna run you over (literally) roll you over
And stomp you out the game (bitch ass niggas) you gotta keep your faith it's all you got (what?)

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

One false move cost the nigga his whole life
Can't snooze in the field you'll get blindsided
Raise with the eel everybody tripe
Hundred racks on the plate it got me so excited
School of hard knocks lessons from parolees
It's hard to stop this life of crime stuck on me
Still outside the cops is watching us
It's the Quinn with the Wheelchair Mafia
Your majesty royal blood anatomy
Architect agriculture is a bag of weed
Dirty bay waters every corpse got a story to match
To the blade we some pimps we got whores to catch

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

Move with troopers and shooters main gold to be looted
I'm a boss in the bay I cannot be recruited
And my circle is Judas pray doubt ain't cross us
My direction divine keep the devil above us
Murder a track I never need a reason
You oppose my flows gotta leave your family grieving (ahhh)
Verbal beating my pen is a sword
Internal bleeding on the paper it's what a cause
Rebel on a mic (rebel on a mic)
Next level of light (level of light)
I've been doing wrong (been doing wrong)
I better get it right (better get it right)
Twist the kush inhale at night
Gotta push to get in the light
Crush them suckers hit'em on sight
Nobody running all of us fight (yup)

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)

Every record it's hectic I congregate with the wild
Your demonstrations get shredded be afraid of this style
Straight forward the score I refuse to be stagnated
Kicking down metal doors you telling me to have patience
Waited long enough my wings must expand
Take over the nation this generation under my trance
Conversation with millions all my partners in prison
Can't be stuck in my feelings but it's hard to visit
I wanna break them out (out) take them out the country
Instead I get this money feed their children cause they hungry
Mobb all the way up family full of gambinos
God are we about but these suckers is evil

This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
I was trappin then I f*cking came up out it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
This for real ain't nothing fake about it
You got faith you should never think with out it
We got faith and we never think with out it (boy)
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Writer: Quincy Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © BEAT BAKER MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid




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