Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Make You Real

[Intro: Thug]
Aye, ah,
She to fuck, we [?]
on me bling
Yeah, yeah, you know

[Verse 1: Thug]
Pocket full of like a dinner roll
Parked the [?] right the Rolls
All these diamonds wet Cancún
'Bout to my dog up like a damn balloon
100 racks inside the club I'm the
no need for you
Never gon one you
I put P's in the pot, got back a few
Red diamonds flooded Christian Loubs
tall like [?]
Everyday young dreaming
Real boss the [?]
Red [?]
Bout to swish this shit up like I'm
I beat this but I don't drink but I bought a case
My [?] call me [?]
I'm out in the streets to motherfuckin' race

Duggie]
Just you rich
Don't make you real (that's a nigga)
It's a lot of fuck niggas with to be honest with ya'
Just because you
Don't you real (that's a hundred nigga)
a lot of fuck niggas with money to be honest with ya'
It's a lotta fuck niggas with to be honest

[Verse 2: Thug]
My shawty than yours
My jeweler than yours I want my diamonds adorable (yeah)
My hit from the floor
I ain't STD, but I'm bout to takin' the wall (takin' the wall)
I Act' like I'm bored, I drink it everyday it's a sport
I got bitches out of in New York
Balmain britches my got goosebumps
[?] I'm than a [?]
get off me
I called it y'all, I'm
You can see the difference in my mug
I got my cash up, hundred bags up