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Real Scared Video (MV)




Performed By: Trevo
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Trevon Thomas




Trevo - Real Scared Lyrics
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We catch opps and make em real scared
That shit bout' couple months ago but shit I still care
They say we got call of duty guns yea they real rare
Go call up yo homies we won't run bitch we still there
You know dat we pull up wit a ton make em feel scared
Still ain't catch that nigga yet
When we catch em blow his back
He might have to call for backup
Catch that nigga lackin blow his back up
Pull up get to clappin' if he act tuff
We gone pull up make him crawl
Make sure dat nobody saw
Tried to get down on my dawg
I bet he won't live to see tomorrow
And make sure yo homies there
Cause big bro wanna beat em all
Turn yo life into a nightmare
I ain't talkin' freddy krug
You know we don't fight fair
My niggas ahead of you
Stop all of dat cap for you get smacked
That's what you better do
I den seen some stacks off of this rap
Who woulda ever knew
147 Boulevard
Think you tuff come pull a card
We gone let them bullets spar
You best pray up to the lord
All this drip you can't afford
We send shots like robert horr
All in my head i'm nauseous
When i put them drugs into my dome
Unconscious
I don't think that he gone make it home
I promise
Just might have my niggas get em gone
For the nonsense
We catch opps and make em real scared
That shit bout' couple months ago but shit I still care
They say we got call of duty guns yea they real rare
Go call up yo homies we won't run bitch we still there
You know dat we pull up wit a ton make em feel scared
Still ain't catch that nigga yet
When we catch em blow his back
He might have to call for backup
Catch that nigga lackin blow his back up
Pull up get to clappin' if he act tuff
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We catch opps and make em real scared
That shit bout' couple months ago but shit I still care
They say we got call of duty guns yea they real rare
Go call up yo homies we won't run bitch we still there
You know dat we pull up wit a ton make em feel scared
Still ain't catch that nigga yet
When we catch em blow his back
He might have to call for backup
Catch that nigga lackin blow his back up
Pull up get to clappin' if he act tuff
We gone pull up make him crawl
Make sure dat nobody saw
Tried to get down on my dawg
I bet he won't live to see tomorrow
And make sure yo homies there
Cause big bro wanna beat em all
Turn yo life into a nightmare
I ain't talkin' freddy krug
You know we don't fight fair
My niggas ahead of you
Stop all of dat cap for you get smacked
That's what you better do
I den seen some stacks off of this rap
Who woulda ever knew
147 Boulevard
Think you tuff come pull a card
We gone let them bullets spar
You best pray up to the lord
All this drip you can't afford
We send shots like robert horr
All in my head i'm nauseous
When i put them drugs into my dome
Unconscious
I don't think that he gone make it home
I promise
Just might have my niggas get em gone
For the nonsense
We catch opps and make em real scared
That shit bout' couple months ago but shit I still care
They say we got call of duty guns yea they real rare
Go call up yo homies we won't run bitch we still there
You know dat we pull up wit a ton make em feel scared
Still ain't catch that nigga yet
When we catch em blow his back
He might have to call for backup
Catch that nigga lackin blow his back up
Pull up get to clappin' if he act tuff
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Writer: Trevon Thomas
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