Luyện nghe bài hát Real Deal

You know niggas talking this man
I'm bout to fuck 100,000 now
Aye, dang,

[Hook: The Kid]
on your bitch and I leave
Can't her, I'ma mistreat her
Trap got a beeper
It was to the people
I'm movin' to Hollywood
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a real

1: Rich The Kid]
Pick the in the hills
Percocet, pop a
I got the hundreds, deal
The (?) is real
Bitches out the gate
You take her on a date
Cum on her face, a mess
bullets for the tec
Melrose the O's
Take a for some hoes
Take a picture for some
I'm around with a bankroll
She'll fuck for
You was to the 12
I was playin' with a
Baby ship it the mail

[Hook: The Kid]
Fuck on your bitch and I
Can't her, I'ma mistreat her
Trap got a beeper
It was to the people
Momma I'm movin' to
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a deal

2: Quavo]
I was playin' with a
nigga gon' tell
Dab sharp nails
Two guns, tails
block gang (?)
Baby powder in the
a nigga, I'm a player
Then I to the Himalayas
Shell no shells
gas in the L
Fuckin' on film
In case the wanna tell
Try and lie and say I ate the
We done run up through the clique
I don't really fuck with
on my neck, I'm bankin' it
Beast mode, can't it
Skippa got the chopper, it
And we shootin' at your legs
And we ain't at the pancreas
QC, the dangerous
I got a bitch, finna a bitch
the squad down, anchor it
And my counter accurate

Rich The Kid]
Fuck on your bitch and I
Can't cuff her, I'ma her
Trap phone got a
It was to the people
I'm movin' to Hollywood
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a real

[Verse 3: Famous
I got the hundreds, a real
All my diamonds on
Real or ice grill
and lean, crack the seal
Momma I'm to Hollywood
broke, now I'm good
Three in my wood
I got it out the mud
I'm ridin' round in foreign
All these bitches yeah they
All money man comin'
All these blue hundreds
And no I don't the Margielas
And Yeezys on, check the
Two bitches flappin' they feathers
I'm ballin' hard, I'm like (?),

[Hook: The Kid]
Fuck on your bitch and I
Can't cuff her, mistreat her
Trap got a beeper
It was talkin' to the
I'm movin' to Hollywood
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a real

[Verse 3:
I won't take a up on a date
Suckin' dick and we fornicate
Like a pistol, she a throw away
I'm goin' through it so I away
My is cold like a blizzard
I think bitch is a ho but I miss her
Got it out the mud to a
Young nigga been grindin' for a minute
I'm a and a menace
I be thuggin', fuck an
I got action for you niggas
Man the (?) diamond nigga
You a lil bitch, lil
I'm a big young nigga
I sip out the seal my
One Actavis bottle your my nigga
I'm whippin' still, I cook up (?)
Don't trust no ho cause a bitch be a bitch
Don't trust no nigga cause it's to be a snitch
That nigga was talkin too much so it's cool to hit him with

[Hook: Rich The
Fuck on your and I leave
cuff her, I'ma mistreat her
Trap got a beeper
It was to the people
Momma I'm movin' to
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a real