Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shit

Mister

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

1]
Heard you mad
I'm doing bad
I bought a Benz
Talking tags
Leave your girl
I bet I'm fucking
She with me
why you really mad
Get that ass into Jeep
Bet all that she
You must be hoe
No out of me
She me pussy free
to be fucking me
I that rubber on
Just know going deep
Beat pussy down
Keep repeating
I on the mound
that pussy out
That's what I do
I'm on the loose
Coconuts a
Pineapple
Now coco low
I am no Joe
You niggas a joke
See me I'm counting
That's all I fucking do, and all I fucking
I hear haters mad
One that you should know

2]
So crank it up a
out the box
Candy coated
Bouncing with my
Boy nigga fly
six a tie
Broward boy
and see me now
I might buy a house, with a fucking
a bitch for fun
That's what I do
them bring the hate
I might buy a
Now why you mad? I'm stunting and you never do
Get money lame
I can show you
Big shit
carat rings
Holy molly
Catch the Ghost
Snatch-Them-All
Tell them it's to go
Now that's some shit
I'm on some shit
Hood boy
That's who you fucking
So put your away
I'm getting paid
And if he say he not
I bet that gay