Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Real Buck

Nigga's in the club real buck
Nigga's in the club gettin' buck
Now my nigga's in the club real buck
Now my nigga's in the club gettin' buck

[Gangsta
It's kind of to keep a fuckin' mil
If yo name ain't
back in the MC resident
Countin' bills,
Make me kick in a liquor
Stop in get a
Peel a in the wind,
Ballin' the free way
no slippin' in the street
on my ass gee,
Three car deep me
Ballin' down SPV
Gangsta man still the
me as you see me pass
Holler when I holler, time to dip up in past
Rip it up, it up can I get a Newport?
me one, thank you sir
Got your ankle short
Ya-Da-Yo givin'
Steve in taught me that
Straight from the Bounds, lay it
If they cool Gangsta Blac
All my nigga's buck
Bet this on my
Throw the mic, 'cause I'm so and
Hoe this just
Bury shit, fuckin' hoes, ain't that the way suppose to go
'em slow, let 'em know
Time to hit the hoe

[Gangsta
Wusup to all them rumors,
That's been said bout folks Ana
Creepin' through the with a fuckin' gage
to ram and jam ya
All these slugs up in yo ass
If I up and ya
Mouth, full of lit fire
Star banner
Pieces on yo body
Hittin' bitches watch 'em drool
Jack be be quick but, Jack he ain't no damn fool
Hoe you must be high down
For the nigga De-De with yo bad self
Hoe you need to quick,
Ain't no lookin' good
Ain't no I wish I would
I down all you lemon
Put them jackets on my
Cock my nine, fine
Incase the run mouth
bitch is you mad, cause we from the South
To you motor mouth suckers, in get some of this
Noisy ness, wig split up out my business
Ride 'em up Escalade, down to the sky
To ya hoe, see ya hoe in Hell cause it's to die

[Gangsta
Ain't no fuckin' man
Take no bullet for no
Trick you can't understand
Hoe how the fuck you
Not with all that shit
Not all that Football shit
All about a bitch
All about makin' it
Hood Rat a group of hoes
Slurpin' on yo nut
Sac's of is what I need
To keep my brain on this
watch me choke as
I blow out a cloud of
Hypnotize civilize, got dope it though
Time to my nigga, let me ride in yo Pontiac
Funk it up, or ride in the Chevy with the bumpin' back
Fuck you bitches, this for girls and plenty
Fuck killer realer we grip on the trigger
Yo nine my dick, nigga I don't give a shit
Paul in lil' man got my back, two nigga's you can't deal
Bustin' through the crowd a crash
Dead in yo gut, now my deep
Gettin' real