Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

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

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

Look, I drop on the low
I got bands on hoes
I ten on a four
OG on my door
OG on my woe
the 7 to get it popping
All of my niggas is the brick
And got a bitch on the like Betty Crocker
Whipping the 7, and
And I'm fly like a pelican
And I'm the O in da 4
And I'm sipping this shit, it's so baby
I'm so I don't sell this shit, baby
I fuck in Chanel and shit, baby
From the first she ain't wanna fuck
But I had to finesse this shit
And my gon' get to the decimal
I lay and then wait like a criminal
Come direct, we need the subliminal
Got some Florida shooters, some Seminoles
I got bitches to popout the load
Niggas with out the boatload
50 deep and like, oh no
it, I do this shit solo nigga
(Oh, my)

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

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

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

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

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