Luyện nghe bài hát Real

See real come first cause we men of respect
And do what we in these streets
And dope boys second
'Cause money make the motherfucking go round
And fly niggas come third cause he might got no money
But he can pull the baddest bitch in the building
We killing streets nigga
Treat the motherfucking like a Grand Marquis
Walk up at least 20 deep and we order a feast

I come straight the ghetto
I'm ballin hard as I
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 suckas is foul they disrespect us we hit em'
claiming they real, they wrist and neck ain't official
They got me out in the field, a nigga on his gristle
Going hard with them hammers my all in the slammer
Niggas want catch me but I don't walk on bananas
I'm out here strapped-er than velcro, and no I sell dough
But I spit that raw shit, it's like I sell
Put one in your nigga like right where the shell go
Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an
Bulletproof Range when I pull it shoot
Hit em range, let him feel the blue flame
month I buy a new car, a new chain
And I don't never fuck no bummy hoes count they loose change

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

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

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