Luyện nghe bài hát Real In My

Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done

I got real runnin' through my
I put in my chains
the same, don't change up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change
I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at they done created
Tell the cops they start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' these fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the founder
Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin' faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her you fuckin' made it

1]
Came from the to the top, uh
I'm 'bout to rob you rocks, uh
I'm to set up a shop, uh
I'm to buy back the block, uh
I got for the 'Wop, uh
nigga gave me a knot, uh
I put keys in the pot, uh
She got on her crotch, uh
purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that squirt, it's a thot, uh
I a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, a mop, uh
Rob Jack if he out the box, uh
I got a tail on, a fox, uh
I'm that fire, fox, uh
My get wild, uh
cross on like a pastor
Cooking scale with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry beezy
I for my sins everyday

I got real through my veins
I put VVS's in my
Remain the same and change up, no
Most these niggas up for change

2]
You playin' and you get knocked off
I to say it but I'm ready for the pop off
Got lil' outta drum talkin' top throat
She said she ready, let's get it I got
I'm talkin' food, eat me up like mumbos
it up, got me hoppin' off the top rope
Beat it up, got me slidin' off the sliding
Leave it stuck, man lil ain't cleaned out tho'
I got my money up and I that you want some
Nigga moon walkin', Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got
And if you up at the moon, you'll see my attitude

I got real runnin' my veins
I put in my chain's
the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for
I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what done creating
Tell the whole circle at what they done created
the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commandin' war, somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they 'bout the fuckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' it