Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shooter

Man what the fuck nigga want
Shit in the morning
Calling a nigga this fucking this nigga him crazy

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

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

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

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

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

I got the real

(Oh that body go stiffer, body go stiffer)