Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shooter

Man what the this nigga want
Shit 4:30 in the
Calling a this fucking early this nigga him crazy

Phone rang it's my nigga G tryna get some
Boss man happening with ya nigga
Let me the business
Yo I got it but not this
Yo boss them boys it
Before y'all get in we gon stalk him and we gon flip him
We ain't if they come get us on the statement
my lawyer
You know on the way when the cold in and murder
Not talking man important
can shoot
Y'all go for all shit
But now them 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 with us y'all go it
We won street nigga
So ain't no telling what we do to you little rap boys who act hard
I sent an army of commandos and
Niggas who watch you all night gazelles not binoculars
and go eat tilapia
Laugh at you over
Focus in open there's not laughing when we in that rental

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

I a man myth
I an old dog
These love me
They me they big dog
It matter who you is nigga
We gon get the big dog
Cut the head off the body fall like ivy dive
or die
Wait on that nigga he on his fucking back
Gon saw that he quavers he had a fucking problem
5 to the 6 to the body
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 real
That's in for it
a nigga bell for it
They'll say no
I got the shooter
Lay by your for you
Or set the off for you
Or make white chalk for me and don't talk back
I got the real
That's in for it
a nigga bell 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 run from 'em)
(You run from 'em)
We got that bond
I got the shooter
They like their (they do their homework)
They like their homework (they their homework)
They do their homework (they like homework)
I got the real
like their homework (they do their homework)
They do their homework (they their homework)
like their homework
I got the real
We known riding on the hunt a rocket launch
On my lap there's my strap my pocket
We known on the hunt with a rocket launch
On my lap there's my strap my pocket
Raise round some sick niggas with some waves
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Raise round some sick niggas some sick waves
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,

I got the real

(Oh that go stiffer, that body go stiffer)