Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick (Remix)

[Hook:
I go 0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, whole squad on that shit
0 to 100, nigga, real
Real quick, real quick, nigga
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, whole squad on real shit
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, real fuckin' quick,

[Verse 1: 50
run my blade across a nigga ass (real quick)
I'm so for real I'm on some real, real shit
You playing, boy, get you hit (real quick)
You better the parademics come (real quick)
Got me fucked up if you thinking it's different now a nigga
Before I get to cutting you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon have [?] popped, a trigger for me
And my little niggas trigger op it's legal, homie
No game I bang, boy, I empty the clip
You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout shit
Hey, hey, hey, I'll you another day, day, day
It's the Unit to the bullshit

[Verse 2: Tony
Nothing in life is out of
AK hold about a hundred
60 shots KD at the Rucker's
when I see you on respirators
Southside nigga the day I'm gone
Indulge in the violence when the on
Yeah, these rap niggas
I'm too of dope when the mic on

[Verse 3: Kidd
Don't Tweet me, see me you see me
Down to make the just to say that I'm on TV
This clip R, niggas PG
Them burn like a bootleg CD
love, I want the money
When you get too much of it they gon' say you funny
''Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's
Like a million bucks, motherfucker, do the

4: Young Buck]
Coldblooded, boy, my heart feel shit
Get with me, ask 50, I the hit (real quick)
Balenciagas you could still get ass kicked
Take a rapper bitch and make a real flick
I know I'm different from you usually been dealing with
Don't need a mic, give me some white to a million with
Single burrough, 6 shots on the Brooklyn
I let the Drake tell you what I just did

[Verse 5: Lloyd
Nigga, getting new to you
I give a fuck if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful
You fit the script I'm gon' it's true
manuever through the street without a strategy
Ain't to tutor you
And man was lucky Unit's
You know how he
15 years switching dealers like
And my goon'll you in the arm
I'm out the country every week and dumping ash on the
Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in mama eyes
reasons to wake up, real niggas arrive