Luyện nghe bài hát Real

See real niggas come cause we men of respect
And do we want in these streets
And dope come second
'Cause money make the motherfucking world go
And fly niggas third cause he might ain't got no money
But he still can the baddest bitch in the building
We killing these streets
Treat the motherfucking Ghost like a Marquis
Walk up with at least 20 deep and we order a

I straight from the ghetto
I'm hard as I wanna
And I'm as ever that we ain't all on the corner
Got that death in the system, yeah the with the whistles
Cause these is foul they disrespect us we hit em'
Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck official
They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his
Going hard with them hammers my all in the slammer
Niggas catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas
I'm out here strapped-er than velcro, and no I sell dough
But I that raw shit, it's like I sell coke
Put one in your nigga like right where the shell go
Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an
Bulletproof when I pull it shoot thangs
Hit em range, let him feel the blue flame
month I buy a new car, a new chain
And I don't fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change

Real nigga come (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my (in my words)
I keep birds all in my (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerves)
Real bitches come (first), bad bitches come second (second)
Freak bitches come and I keep birds all in my words
I got Percs all in my system and apple in my syrup
And these talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve

I try to my bitches all on lay away (lay away)
And if you fuck me good, you getting today (paid today)
This on my wrist, it cost me 80k
And I got no ice in it, rollin' out the light tinted
So niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti)
I get I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie)
Niggas on me (on me)
Know they wanna be me, at the with my niggas, eatin' lobster & linguine
And that pussy smell Fiji
Boy, I'll just go
Everything be foreign from the Porsche's to the
Up early in the morning, with the coca, to flip it
Nigas say they want the money but they don't go and get it
That's why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come (second)
Fly nigga come and I was out there on that curb
that mailbox so close with me, I'm picture word that I'm worth
Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that
Go!

nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that bad for my nerves)
Real bitches come (first), bad bitches come second (second)
Freak bitches come and I keep birds all in my words
I got all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got nerve