Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shit

Mister

Real nigga shit, fuck
Truth be told, I don't fuck them
my concern
Hating is a
Say she never did, she finna learn
I got hoes, all of them dyke
and choose nigga, all of them right
Never had shit, now my money
Ever made a mill'? you finna learn

1]
Heard you mad
I'm doing bad
I just bought a
paper tags
Leave your around
I bet I'm that
She coming me
why you really mad
Get that ass into Jeep
Bet all that she
You be crazy hoe
No out of me
She me pussy free
to be fucking me
I slide rubber on
Just know it's deep
Beat that pussy
Keep sounds
I step on the
Knock that out
just what I do
Bitch I'm on the
Coconuts a
Pineapple
Now coco low
I am no Joe
You such a joke
See me I'm counting
all I fucking do, and all I fucking know
I hear haters mad
One thing you should know

2]
So crank it up a
out the box
Candy drop
Bouncing with my
Boy this fly
six a tie
Broward boy
and see me now
I buy a house, with a fucking pool
a bitch for fun
That's what I do
Tell them the hate
I buy a coupe
Now why you mad? Because I'm stunting and you do
Get your money
I can you things
Big shit
Fifty carat
molly flow
Catch the Holy
Snatch-Them-All
Tell them time to go
Now that's some shit
I'm on other shit
Mister boy
who you fucking with
So put your hate
I'm about paid
And if he say he not
I bet nigga gay