Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

Straight facts,
Come through sippin' juice out ya Pyrex nigga
Fuck wit' chu
I got like 20 some-odd pounds from

I pull up in foreigns like this shit for
Pull out like Jeff Gordon, fuck how feel
New Givenchy gold, like I'm sellin'
Work up off the scale, just off the boat
Forreal, for real
Forreal, for real
Forreal, nigga for
I flew in from Europe with 200 pounds

Look, I bands on the low
I got on them hoes
I drop ten on a
OG strains on my
OG on my woe
Whipping the 7 to get it
All of my niggas is the brick
And got a bitch on the batter Betty Crocker
the 7, and baby
And I'm fly like a baby
And I'm the O in da 4
And I'm sipping this shit, it's so baby
I'm so rich I sell this shit, baby
I hoes in Chanel and shit, baby
the first night she ain't wanna fuck
But I had to finesse shit baby
And my niggas get to the decimal
I lay back and then like a criminal
direct, we dont need the subliminal
Got Florida shooters, they some Seminoles
I got bitches to popout the load
Niggas with bricks out the
50 and they like, oh no
Fuck it, I do this solo nigga
(Oh, my)

I up in foreigns like this shit for real
Pull out Jeff Gordon, fuck how niggas feel
New Givenchy gold, I'm sellin' blow
up off the scale, just came off the boat
Forreal, nigga for
Forreal, for real
Forreal, nigga for
I just in from Europe with 200 pounds

I got on top
I put on five
the O's on top
Dippin' the sauce 'til I
Dippin' the 'til it whip a pill
I give a fuck 'bout how feel
I'm so I could fuck a fake bitch
ass, fake tits, 'til that shit is real nigga
Whip the exotic on
We done up, shit changed
550 when I lanes
950 for ripped jeans
Gun dirty but my dick
Gun but the whip clean
20 thousand on a nigga
Just to walk around to that shit clank
(Tell you what, can we hear from the album)
Man, lets talk New Toronto nigga
I can say I'm New Toronto,
Talent for talent, you fry
No, I don't do nigga
see me in the new Givenchy
Flexing with my nigga DaVinci
Free my Pete out the pen
Pressure coming, let this begin

I pull up in foreigns like shit for real
Pull out Jeff Gordon, fuck how niggas feel
New Givenchy gold, like I'm blow
Work up off the scale, just came off the
Forreal, for real
Forreal, for real
Forreal, nigga for
I just flew in from Europe 200 pounds

My nigga Kellz said give 'em that
Nigga, we bringing pressure
Came for the more not the
All of us came out
Just to reunite and
One fucking Mob, nigga
kid, I used to rob niggas
Stressing had me in a depression
Givin' pressure, on the job nigga
I would that dope to anybody
Anybody to ball with ya
Times were so on the boulevard
You someone to grind with ya
But it was no one to with ya
No one's life was on the line ya
No one was with ya at the Hasty Market four on Saturday mornings
Trying to split the with ya, Lord
Whippin' the soda, you that I'm gone
give 'em that pressure, just give 'em that pressure
Whippin' the soda of the kitchen, baking soda
YOLO, whippin', know we got it going
Get it my nigga, pressure

give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em that pressure
They want that pressure, know they that pressure
Don't give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em that
Easy
Don't give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em pressure, no