Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Reala

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

A regular day, I'm more chiller yah
Diamonds on freeze, ain't gon thaw out
Niggas talk shit, ain't gon be found
Counting it up and I'm losing the
all this 'Tussin, this Act I'ma down
Strappin it up a whole hundred rounds
it up, ain't no fucking around
We get guap, ain't no fucking around

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

Rocking from her to her toe
Fur on her back, in the she cold
VVs gon' light up and glisten, they
Blinding eyesight, you never gon' see
out the 6, damn my diamonds on fleek
I made a mill in the middle of the
I sell a in the middle of the street
When I drop Patek the murder increase

Fuck all that poppin,' I stay with some
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 Wraith
on Perc, this a drug at a day
I got the torch, I give it away
no remorse, you get hit in the face

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

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

Bugatti, you mention a G
Brand new Millennium, hit the streets
I stacked it up, get to a feast
I ran it up Serena with me
Like it's with me
Got the Nina me
We screaming 'Freebandz,' this money ain't
I cook it up, I'ma up a key
When I cook up a key charge you a fee
I did it first, it ain't but a trend

Swerve on a curb, it ain't none but a
I was on 2 two I took it to 10
in one thou, rep the gang in the pen'
Shoot at the police, ain't back home
Down for my crew if they right or they're
Get to that money, all I condone
Shoot at your top, you ain't with homes

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

out the way I be glistening yah
Four-door Bugatti, you me yah
Diamonds they in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I'm realer than yah
Fuck my new case, I'm more 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
Diamonds on freeze, ain't gon never out
Niggas talk shit, ain't gon be found
it up and I'm losing the count
Fuck all 'Tussin, this Act I'ma down
Strappin it up with a hundred rounds
Sackin it up, ain't no fucking
We get that guap, ain't no fucking

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