Luyện nghe bài hát Real in My Veins

Tell that pussy nigga a look at what they done created

I got real runnin' my veins
I put in my chains
the same, don't change up, no mane
Most niggas change up for change
I'm just sayin' tell them
niggas take a at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done
Tell the they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' 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, her that you fuckin' made it

Came the ground 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
First nigga me a knot, uh
I put some in the pot, uh
She got on her crotch, uh
purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that bitch squirt, a thot, uh
I a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, a mop, uh
Rob if he come out the box, uh
I got a on, it's a fox, uh
I'm that fire, fox, uh
My get wild, uh
cross on like a pastor
Cooking fish with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Springer beezy
I for my sins everyday

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

You keep and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I'm for the pop off
Got lil' mama drum talkin' top throat
She said she ready, get it I got combos
I'm talkin' junk food, eat me up mumbos
Beat it up, got me off the top rope
Beat it up, got me off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil shawty ain't out tho'
I got my money up and I heard that you some
moon walkin', Michael 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
Remain the and change up, no mane
these niggas change up for change
I'm just sayin' them pussy niggas
take a look at what they creating
Tell the whole circle look at what done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if raid it
war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain't 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' the fuckin' founder
Tell I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin' faded
your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' made it