Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Reala

Check out the way I be yah
Bugatti, you mention me yah
Diamonds they drapped in my
Fill up a safe, I'm more than yah
Fuck my new case, I'm more realer yah
Ace by the case, I'm more realer yah
with the K, I'm more realer than yah

A day, I'm more chiller than yah
Diamonds on freeze, gon never thaw out
talk shit, ain't gon never be found
Counting it up and I'm losing the
Fuck all this 'Tussin, this Act I'ma
Strappin it up with a whole rounds
Sackin it up, ain't no around
We get that guap, no fucking around

Ice on below, this regular ice
Hop on a private, ain't regular
on your hoe, this is everyday life
I filled the safe up cooking the white
Fall out the pyrex, the and the bowl
You shoot at fame, ya'll taking my soul
Came in the game, I was hot as a
out some lean, I'm trynna let it go

Rocking Celine her to her toe
Fur on her back, in the summer she
VVs light up and glisten, they glow
Blinding eyesight, you never gon' see
Came out the 6, damn my on fleek
I made a mill in the middle of the
I sell a chicken in the middle of the
When I drop Patek the murder rate

all that poppin,' I stay with some bands
Shawty so yellow, she with a tan
Diamonds on me, got some on my hand
Fuck the police, stay with the can
I drop the top off a regular
on Perc, this a drug at a day
I got the torch, I can't it away
Ain't no remorse, you get hit in the

out the way I be glistening yah
Four-door Bugatti, you me yah
Diamonds drapped in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I'm more than yah
my new case, I'm more realer than yah
Ace by the case, I'm more than yah
Sleep with the K, I'm more realer yah

A regular day, I'm chiller than yah
on freeze, ain't gon never thaw out
Niggas talk shit, gon never be found
Counting it up and I'm the count
all this 'Tussin, this Act I'ma down
Strappin it up with a hundred rounds
Sackin it up, ain't no around
We get that guap, no fucking around

Four-door Bugatti, you a G
Brand new Millennium, hit the streets
I stacked it up, get to having a
I ran it up like Serena me
it's Venus with me
Got the with me
We screaming 'Freebandz,' money ain't free
I cook it up, I'ma up a key
When I up a key I'ma charge you a fee
I did it first, it ain't none but a

Swerve on a curb, it ain't but a Benz
I was on 2 two I took it to 10
Keep in one thou, rep the in the pen'
Shoot at the police, ain't coming back
Down for my crew if right or they're wrong
Get to that money, that's all I
Shoot at your top, you fucking with homes

We hit the block, had a bag of stones
Jugged off a bale I made a song
They ain't tell you how I got it on
I'm not a failure, I'm in my zone
Paraphernalia, I serve you a
exclusive when I put it on
We getting zooted where I'm coming
Toasting that lean it's Dom Perignon

out the way I be glistening yah
Four-door Bugatti, you me yah
they drapped in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I'm realer than yah
Fuck my new case, I'm realer than yah
Ace by the case, I'm more realer yah
with the K, I'm more realer than yah

A regular day, I'm more than yah
Diamonds on freeze, gon never throw out
talk shit, ain't gon never be found
Counting it up and I'm the count
Fuck all this 'Tussin, this Act down
it up with a whole hundred rounds
Sackin it up, ain't no fucking
We get that guap, ain't no fucking

(Yeah) Young nigga
bad bitches
That's all I (that's all I know)
It's sad to say