Luyện nghe bài hát Keep It Real

[Chorus:
the money, I keep it real
Know nuttin' else but to keep it
Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the shit it get you killed
Screw your up with the drill
Young nigga stacking this mil
Don't a fuck how you feel
Hide the money, I keep it
Know nuttin' but to keep it real
Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying it get you killed
Screw face up with the drill
nigga originally stacking this mil
Don't give a fuck how you

Desiigner]
I getting money all night playa
I been getting all night, I played ya
this brick I could make it
Slip it all for paper
sipping late gooder
Go buy purple fanta
Panda, Panda, Panda,
Panda, Panda, I'm in
Put the MAC on your you dipstick it's red lipstick [?]
Threw thousand in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper
Yeah these get the bands up
Dunk, hit a lay-up

[Verse 1:
Young counting them racks
the powder to crack
Niggas should 'low all the chat, if you had money how would you
I'm living this life, listen to dem they're living a lie
After I whip up this brick into 5 think I might go take a to Dubai
These got me dripping in ice
Your chick want some for the night
My uncle try give me like I don't know he's been hitting the pipe
This shit nice, so we cash out on clothes and glittery ice
Bro this brick isn't right, how it even lockin' it's sitting in ice
Catch me in my trap I'm laughing, it's a
Cos I just sold a boy a brick and half of it was coke
Can you catch my
I was young in mums add some mix
She came home early, caught me nearly had a fit

Desiigner]
Hide the money, I it real
Know nuttin' else but to it real
Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying it get you killed
Screw your face up the drill
Young nigga stacking this mil
Don't give a fuck how you

Desiigner]
I getting money all night playa
I getting money all night, I played ya
With this I could make it
Slip it all for this
Codeine late gooder
Go buy this fanta
Panda, Panda, Panda,
Panda, Panda, I'm in
Put the MAC on your you dipstick it's red lipstick [?]
Threw hundred in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper
Yeah these niggas get the up
Dunk, hit a lay-up

[Verse 2: East]
Young got my cake out
[?] Japan got my out
In my lap I got makeup, she was just to taste cuz
[?] came pulling up
Dice on me nigga shake
Shooter me he gon' take something
You owe the plug you ain't nuttin'
Diamonds looking like a park
So much I don't wanna talk
If they catch him know he talk
All foreigns I don't wanna walk
All this money, shit I gotta
You got it but we got it in
I'm here for paper, got a lot of over 16 I could cop a Benz
Handle dough with my leadership, you had coke on your fingertips
I thought to get I would need a brick
I never ever need a bitch
FedEx tell me that I need a hit, street I just need a lift
Your told me that she needed dick
Go anywhere you seeing this

Desiigner]
Hide the money, I it real
nuttin' else but to keep it real
Mama always told me it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed
Screw your up with the drill
Young originally stacking this mil
Don't give a fuck how you
Hide the money, I keep it
Know nuttin' else but to keep it
Mama always told me keep it real, the lying shit it get you killed
Screw face up with the drill
nigga originally stacking this mil
Don't give a fuck how you

[Bridge:
I been getting money all playa
I been getting money all night, I ya
With this brick I make it
Slip it all for this
sipping late gooder
Go buy purple fanta
Panda, Panda, Panda,
Panda, Panda, I'm in
Put the MAC on shoulder you dipstick it's red lipstick [?]
Threw thousand in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper
Yeah niggas get the bands up
Dunk, dunk hit a