Luyện nghe bài hát Real In My

Tell that pussy nigga take a look at they done created

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

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

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

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

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