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Lyrics: Young Thug. Holla If U Real.

(Ay diz time I ain' goin leave em' in one peice ya heard! Yo Aba where U at dawg?)

(Aba)
Yo first time of nuffin',
my name iz Aba-so why U b frontin'?,
like U got sumptin,
no mo' grindin' an' bumpin' cuz now we commin',
it'z stunnin'- 2 see someone like U runnin' while gunnin',
Police ain' stoppin' fo' U,
cuz dey see us droppin' a foo',
2000- an' 3 flow- so stop droppin ya crew,
Cuz we say EEE-OH,
let me go,
where I wanna go,
or U goin b cut throat,
(Excuse Me!)
Please belive- U wont b leavin' wit G'z,
wont b belivin' wha'z seen,
at da crime of da sceen, (Wha!?!)
Sceen of da crime,
I sceen it every time,
mothafuckaz wanna feel alive- but dey cant take da ride!

(Chorus x2)
Common yo- take a ride wit me,
Come an' feel wha I feel,
Come take a ride wit G'z,
So HOLLA IF U REAL!

(Young Thug)
Ok now it'z time fo' me,
while I spit my rhymez low key,
30 G'z a week,
Nuff' Cheese 2 fill ya cheekz,
Den I mention ya name,
nuff' tension in diz game,
ta put fire on da flame,
cuz I make fire in da rain,
All da same shame 2 b frontin,
4 U foo'- now ya done sumptin,
So keep runnin'- cuz im alwayz 1 step behind ya,
go a head an' hide- cuz imma alwayz goin' find ya,
rewind ya- cuz ya coulda done betta tha first time son,
now I undamind ya,
so HOLLA IF U REAL SON- cuz there ain' no way dat U tryin ta!

(Chorus x2)

(Aba)
Here we commin' now,
ya keep ya gun out now,
cuz we ain' goin' shout,
(Young Thug)
we juz goin' put U out,
Wit out a doubt- mothafuckaz b pressin' me,
(Aba)
why U testin me?,
(Young Thug)
we b blessin' G'z,
No impressin' G'z- da sickness dat yall seen b4,
b4 ya step one foot thru dat door,
(Aba)
remeber wha we said (Young Thug) we hard 2 tha core,
Yo- yo,
(Aba)
cuz we colder den da coldezt soul,
cuz we ain' goin' b fuckin' wit U no mo',
(Young Thug)
Datz how we roll, rollin ruff,
yall ain' ruff nuff',
(Aba)
an' when we cuz,
Yall gotz ta juz let it all go by,
(Aba & Thug)
U ain' real mothafucka so y do U even try?!

(Chorus x2)