Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shooter

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

Phone it's my nigga G tryna get some vick
Boss man happening with ya nigga
Let me clear the
Yo I got it but not instance
Yo boss them boys it
Before get in position we gon stalk him and we gon flip him
We ain't talking if they come get us on the
Where's my
You know Jason on the way the cold in and murder
Not talking man what's
can shoot
Y'all go for all that
But now them be with Boosie
We stomp you out a movie big curvy and 20 uzi's
Fuck with us boy you
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 who act hard
I sent an of commandos and Rambos
Niggas who watch you all night gazelles not binoculars
and go eat tilapia
Laugh at you over
Focus in eyes open there's not 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
That's in for it
Ring a bell 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 back
I got the real
in jail for it
Ring a bell for it
They'll say no
I got the shooter

I a man myth
I an old dog
These niggas 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 that he quavers he had a fucking problem
5 to the face 6 to the
You you die of Rover Red still on my passenger side nigga

I got the real
in jail for it
Ring a bell for it
They'll 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 chalk for me and talk back
I got the real
That's in for it
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the shooter

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

(Oh body go stiffer, that body go stiffer)