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Paroles de la chanson No Peace par Real Boston Richey

I'ma just (Ayo, V1z, you fuckin' crazy)
Hold on
The fuck? What up? With who? Who? For real?
Alright, say no more

Hey, hey, they just say a rap nigga dissed me
Before that, he wanted a feature, pussy nigga, ain't shit free
I ball on niggas, I'm too elite, I can't go OT
I was on some tricky shit, they done fucked 'round and brought out the old me
Nigga, I don't never be speakin' on shit, but ain't nan' one of these niggas ho me
Nigga, I wave red flags, I don't wave no white flags, I don't want no peace
Heard I got him whacked when he joced me, still called him broski

What the fuck you think I'ma do to a nigga that don't even know me?

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, you pussies did it
Nigga, I'm simply made for bad bitches, why these niggas be on my dick?
Fuck 'round, pop me a nigga, no Diddy, nigga, I'm the first lil' kid that did
We them fuckin' young niggas, don't send shit up without no switches
You a pussy-ass lyin' bitch, see me slidin' in a two-tone, nigga, that's my shit
Retarded-ass lil' nigga, you don't even look like you fuckin' on fine shit
I'll probably give her a fifteen-ball just to fuck on a dime bitch
For bodies, I'ma give out twenty-five hundred, them youngins'll go try to slime shit

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, why the fuck y'all get me started?
Nigga, my whole fuckin' hood know I'm heartless
Nigga, they tryna sell out on me, make me tarnished
Hey, get low, them youngins I'm with, them youngins shoot up parties, woo
I got M's like I'm Meek Milly
And I fuck with Meek, but a nigga that diss me can't even make it out the city
I'm a real big Blood, go and ask, I'm a main Billy
I ain't never whacked a nigga? What the fuck you on, nigga, is you silly?

Hey, hey, they just say a rap nigga dissed me
Before that, he wanted a feature, pussy nigga, ain't shit free

I ball on niggas, I'm too elite, I can't go OT
I was on some tricky shit, they done fucked 'round and brought out the old me
Nigga, I don't never be speakin' on shit, but ain't nan' one of these niggas ho me
Nigga, I wave red flags, I don't wave no white flags, I don't want no peace
Heard I got him whacked when he joced me, still called him broski
What the fuck you think I'ma do to a nigga that don't even know me?

Juries-talkin'-ass nigga, Spanish-walkin'-ass nigga
A nigga act like my ex-bitch, pull them panties out your ass, nigga
Come to the Yams tryna vacay, fuck 'round, send them gravediggers

I don't even stunt you broke-ass, whack-ass niggas, I'm out here paid with it
Niggas cap 'bout catchin' me slippin', who? Nigga, I'm stayin' with it
I be talkin' 'bout all them M's 'cause, bitch, I'm G and stayin' litty
Pop out by myself
Whole world done see me go through what I went through, nigga, I ain't need no help
Treat a skinny-ass nigga like I'm daddy, nigga, go get my belt

Ayy, nigga, I ain't gon' lie, nigga
I ain't take this shit, none of this shit personal, nigga
Ayy, nigga, I stayed quiet when you niggas dissed me, nigga
I just been buildin' this shit up, nigga, fuck a nigga

I'm out here with it, nigga
You dig?

Kickin' shit just like jiu-jitsu
Got your chain snatched two times, fuck that drill rapper too
I got country killers, these cornbread-eatin'-ass niggas, they whackin' too
These niggas I hang with still on Facebook, they don't got no IG moves
And these niggas ain't even go to school
Yes, these niggas, they know to shoot
Rowdy Rebel, Rowdy who?
I don't even know who the fuck is fool
All these pussy-ass niggas food
All these rap niggas pickin' sides
My whole city pull homicides
Boston Richey too bonafide

When I hit my city, bitch, I'm outside
These niggas can't even go outside
Last nigga played, you know he died
I don't even do this rappin' shit
I'm ready to let that window down
Talk like that 'cause I'm a real fuckin' Florida nigga
I got Goyard bags by the ten, real bag hoarder, nigga
Check these diamonds up in my mouth cost way more than a quarter, nigga
And I know a nigga gon' get punched in it, when I'm out, record a nigga
How many hats you bought? Nigga, I ain't trippin', I can afford a nigga
Fuck a rap nigga, get your chain took when you in Florida, nigga
On God, think twice before you niggas diss Boston

Real shit popper, ask 'em how shit crossed 'em
We'll take the SI, nigga can't speak 'cause the blick called him
Fake-ass trappin' nigga, go and ask him how much the brick cost him

I'm a real street nigga
Real trick nigga, lotta money, nigga, I be shit talkin'
Yeah, nigga
I don't, ayy, yeah, nigga, that's how this shit go, nigga, you dig me?
Don't diss me

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