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]
Fuck on your and I leave
Can't cuff her, mistreat her
Trap got a beeper
It was talkin' to the
Momma I'm movin' to
Pick a model in the
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a deal

[Verse 1: The Kid]
Pick the model in the
Percocet, pop a
I got the hundreds, real
The (?) is real
Bitches out the gate
You would take her on a
Cum on her face, a mess
More for the tec
Melrose the O's
Take a picture for hoes
a picture for some hoes
I'm dabbin' with a bankroll
fuck for Chanel
You was to the 12
I was with a scale
Baby ship it through the

[Hook: Rich The
Fuck on your bitch and I
Can't cuff her, I'ma her
Trap phone got a
It was talkin' to the
I'm movin' to Hollywood
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a deal

[Verse 2:
I was playin' with a
Fuck nigga gon'
Dab like nails
Two guns, sonic
block gang (?)
Baby in the mail
Finesse a nigga, I'm a
I move to the Himalayas
Shell catches no
gas in the L
Fuckin' hoes on
In the bitch wanna tell
Try and lie and say I ate the
We run up through the whole clique
I don't fuck with atheists
on my neck, I'm bankin' it
Beast mode, tame it
got the chopper, aimin' it
And we shootin' at your legs
And we ain't shootin' at the
QC, the label
I got a bitch, finna wrang a
the squad down, anchor it
And my money accurate

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

[Verse 3: Famous
I got the hundreds, a deal
All my diamonds on
Real gold or ice
Rozay and lean, crack the
Momma I'm to Hollywood
Almost broke, now I'm
grams 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 fuckin' hundreds
And no I wear the Margielas
And on, check the weather
Two bitches flappin' like feathers
I'm hard, I'm like (?), yeah

[Hook: Rich The
Fuck on your bitch and I
cuff her, I'ma mistreat her
Trap phone got a
It was talkin' to the
I'm movin' to Hollywood
Pick a in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a deal

[Verse 3:
I won't take a up on a date
Suckin' dick and then we
Like a dirty pistol, she a away
I'm through it so I pour away
My wrist is cold a blizzard
I think bitch is a ho but I miss her
Got it out the mud to a
nigga been grindin' hard for a minute
I'm a and a menace
I be thuggin', an image
I got action for you niggas
Man the (?) diamond dancin'
You a lil bitch, lil
I'm a big rich nigga
I sip out the seal my
One Actavis bottle your bills my
I'm whippin' still, I cook up (?)
Don't trust no ho cause a bitch gon' be a
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: The Kid]
on your bitch and I leave
Can't cuff her, mistreat her
phone got a beeper
It was to the people
Momma I'm to Hollywood
a model in the hills
Wrist, throat, neck,
I got the hundreds, a real