Teksty:
Ruby Red Get Real

this time... (2nd CHORUS) Get Real I feel I need More than just A new twist Get this I need More than just Reality... (3rd CHORUS) So Get real! I feel

pulled up where Henry Porter used to live He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red

Rose gold, ruby red, price is right White ice all in Christ's head And then I sped up in that aw nawsh, I'm going hard Paint real wet, conseal tech

get down, yo, you can't be mad at us, man We just doin' what you doin' you know, doin' us Niggaz wanna hate and all that shit man, everybody get down

ruby red to baby blue One stone or maybe two Fuck it cause we all cant be babies fool Some of its jazzy Some of it cant be real Nigga say its sittin platinum

get down, M.H. Smell like a party to me T Scott on the track, this how we get down O, tell 'em what you're talkin' about I, step off into the party like a real

ask Are you carrying any firearms, and did you pack your bags? Cool, 'cause I'ma make you feel real bad And I'ma make you so mad, you'll probably spazz I can see you tryna get

' linen Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel that Mink jeans on, seen where the real at 2000 zitos, movin' wit a ill ego For real, for real, ill lines

playin linen Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel that Mink jeans on, seen where the real at 2000 zitos, movin wit a ill ego For real, for real, ill