Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shit

Mister

Real nigga shit, niggas
Truth be told, I fuck with them
Money my
Hating is a
Say she never did, she finna learn
I got hoes, all of them dyke
Pick and nigga, all of them right
Never had shit, now my money
Ever made a mill'? you finna learn

1]
you niggas mad
Wish I'm bad
I bought a Benz
paper tags
Leave girl around
I bet I'm that
She coming me
That's why you mad
Get that ass into Jeep
Bet all that she
You must be hoe
No out of me
She give me pussy
to be fucking me
I that rubber on
Just know it's deep
Beat that down
Keep sounds
I step on the
that pussy out
That's just I do
I'm on the loose
Coconuts a
juice
Now coco low
I am no Joe
You niggas a joke
See me I'm dough
all I fucking do, and all I fucking know
I hear them mad
One thing that you should

2]
So crank it up a
out the box
Candy drop
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 just I do
Tell them the hate
I buy a coupe
Now why you mad? I'm stunting and you never do
Get your money
I can you things
Big nigga
carat rings
Holy molly
Catch the Holy
Snatch-Them-All
Tell it's time to go
Now some gutter shit
I'm on other shit
Hood boy
That's who you fucking
So put hate away
I'm about getting
And if he say he not
I bet that gay