King Von Lyrics
Read the official lyrics to ‘Too Real’ by late rapper King Von. ‘Too Real’ is the eighth song on King Von’s posthumously released album, What It Means To Be King.
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King Von – Too Real Lyrics
Intro
D-D-DJ FMCT
DJ Bandz, oh, man
Chorus
Man, these niggas hoes (Hoes)
I already know (I know)
Tell him drop the lo’ (What?)
He gon’ get exposed (Get exposed)
Too real, I cannot go (I can’t)
Plus, I keep a pole (Keep my pole)
My chain white and gold (White and gold)
Wrist so cold, I’ll make it snow (Make it snow)
Rap beef turn to homicide (Uh-huh)
You diss then we gon’ slide (What? Huh?)
He got shot but he ain’t die (What?)
Sike, you know he died (Uh-huh)
I fell back and got my bands up (Uh-huh)
Still, I’ll make you put your hands up (Put your hands up)
I’m with Edogg, he gon’ blam something (Uh-huh)
Free D.Rose, he ain’t tell nothing
Verse
How you real? Your homie just got killed (How?)
And you still ain’t did nothing (What?)
You the type to get booked and tell on your friends (What?)
And act like you ain’t said nothing (Damn, damn)
I’ll be damned, niggas know who I am (They know)
We got the call and spinned the van, we call it 2 A.M (Let’s go) (Let’s go)
Niggas think it’s sweet (What? What?)
Since I got rich like I won’t shoot at them (Boom, boom)
I’m on the block, still fuck a broke nigga bitch (Yeah)
Boy, I don’t give a shit
Ice so cold I make her sick, know who my dentist is
I done shot so many men (What?), I think I’m 50 Cent (I think I am)
I ask once, won’t ask again (I won’t), know who you dealing with
If I crack once, won’t crack again (I won’t)
Ain’t with that feelin’ shit (Nah, nah, nah)
Chorus
Man, these niggas hoes (Hoes)
I already know (I know)
Tell him drop the lo’ (What?)
He gon’ get exposed (Get exposed)
Too real, I cannot go (I can’t)
Plus, I keep a pole (Keep my pole)
My chain white and gold (White and gold)
Wrist so cold, I’ll make it snow (Make it snow)
Rap beef turn to homicide (Uh-huh)
You diss then we gon’ slide (Huh?)
He got shot but he ain’t die (What?)
Sike, you know he died (Uh-huh)
I fell back and got my bands up (Uh-huh)
Still I’ll make you put your hands up (Put your hands up)
I’m with Edogg, he gon’ blam something (Uh-huh)
Free D.Rose, he ain’t tell nothing
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