Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shooter

Man what the fuck this nigga
4:30 in the morning
Calling a nigga this fucking this nigga him crazy

Phone rang it's my nigga G tryna get some
man what's happening with ya nigga
Let me the business
Yo I got it but not instance
Yo boss them slipped it
y'all get in position we gon stalk him and we gon flip him
We ain't talking if come get us on the statement
my lawyer
You know Jason on the way when the cold in and
Not man what's important
can shoot
Y'all go for all shit
But now them be with Boosie
We stomp you out like a big curvy and 20 uzi's
Fuck us boy you stupid
We and we all go use it
with us y'all go lose it
We won street wars
So ain't no telling what we do to you little rap boys who act hard
I an army of commandos and Rambos
Niggas who you all night through gazelles not binoculars
and go eat tilapia
Laugh at you dinner
Focus in eyes there's not laughing when we in that rental

I got the shooter
in jail for it
Ring a nigga for it
never say no
I got the real
That's in for it
Ring a bell for it
They'll say no
I got the shooter
Lay by your for you
Or set the off for you
Or some white chalk for me and don't talk back
I got the shooter
in jail for it
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the real

I a man myth
I an old dog
niggas love me
They call me big dog
It don't matter who you is
We gon get the big dog
Cut the head off the body like when ivy dive
or die
Wait on that nigga he on his fucking back
Gon saw that he quavers since he had a problem
5 to the face 6 to the
You know you die of Rover Red still on my passenger nigga

I got the shooter
That's in for it
a nigga bell for it
They'll say no
I got the shooter
That's in for it
Ring a nigga for it
They'll say no
I got the real
Lay by house for you
Or set the off for you
Or make some chalk for me and don't talk back
I got the real
That's in for it
Ring a nigga for it
never say no
I got the real

Shoot em up bang (you better run from em)
You run from it (you better run)
You better run it (you better run)
We got that bond
I got the shooter
(You run from 'em)
(You better run 'em)
We got that money
I got the real
They like their (they do their homework)
They like their homework (they like homework)
They do their homework (they like homework)
I got the shooter
They like homework (they do their homework)
They do their homework (they their homework)
They like their
I got the shooter
We known riding on the hunt a rocket launch
On my lap there's my strap my monster
We known riding on the hunt with a rocket
On my lap my strap my pocket monster
Raise round some sick niggas with some waves
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Raise some sick niggas with some sick waves
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,

I got the shooter

(Oh that body go stiffer, body go stiffer)