Luyện nghe bài hát Realist in It

(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block because I was
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope don't get offended
G550, is not a rental
New AP, limited
Still be in the trenches, still be totin'
I went to jail, I still can go and get 'em

Hold up, (Baby)
You been goin' crazy, who said you wouldn't it?
I keep somethin' to say to dopeboys 'round the
I won't stop for nothin', I'm after paper
Talkin' like I'm basic, really that's some hate
See I'm out in public, why never say shit?
They I would pay for them to get a facelift
at the top, I come from out the basement
Opps talkin' crazy, my Glock don't jam
Gotta it back home, take care of my lil' one
When it's to ride, I'm like fuck makin' a diss song
and bought a Wraith just for somethin' for us to sit
on
Every on the come-up send a song for me to get on
Ain't wrong, I used the plug for me to get on
Ten thousand dollar outfit, I got this on
DM-in' my ho, nigga I'ma shit on

(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block I was suspended
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope don't get offended
G550, this is not a
New AP, edition
Still be in the trenches, be totin' pistols
I done to jail, I still can go and get 'em (Wop)

Gucci up, time for a button-up (Huh)
face crunched up like I cut an onion up (Damn)
Your rent pay for what I paid for the temp (Huh?)
Got the any day, yeah them Dikembes (Blockies)
Got the trap up on a Wednesday (Up)
Samurai, up work like a sensei (Wop)
is so safe, I rock like Coldplay
They really know no nothin' 'bout the old Ray (No)
out my Box Chevy, me and OJ (Huh)
Michael Jackson the glove, Annie, are you okay?
(Wow)
Junkies in the hood like the old Jay
Dope so good, make your uncle the Bluray (Damn)
Drop the top off the Rolls a toupée
Fiasco I pull up like I'm Lupe (Uh)
Castro, but now in the new day
him in the head, I ain't never like him, no way
Billie Jean, bitch I'm see your whole team
He think he slick so I shot him in the (Huh)
murder, boy, I'm known for duckin' murder

Double murder, to pin it on me like I'm OJ (Wow)
Quadruple cross him a nigga owe me
Cold-hearted I never had a vertebrae (It's Gucci)
Boss talk, make 'em it to your doorway
4 Pockets Full, up a four-way

(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block I was suspended
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope they get offended
G550, is not a rental
New AP, limited
Still be in the trenches, still be totin'
I done went to jail, I can go and get 'em

Engine in the rear, put a million in the (Rear)
What the fuck is fear? Chopper eat you it's lunch
(Fear)
Fourth and long, nigga, but we go for the punt
(Long)
Lookin' at the thottie body, this ho is a (Thottie)
Wait, we draw the chopper, niggas start to run?
(Wait)
Wait, bitches wanna come fuck with a don? (Woo)
Wait, if a nigga about some funds, I relate (Relate)
You hate, I did the race, (Skrrt)
Thinkin' I'm Meech, M's in the vase (Meech)
Practice I preach, money on the daily (Practice what
I)
She not NeNe but she oh so crazy (She not NeNe)
Niggas plottin' and I peep with a (What I peep)
the money out, I'm in labor (Woo)
She tryna fuck me for some clout, my baby (Clout)
I got stashed somewhere in my acres (Stash)
My left sad 'cause my right glacier

(Hey), in it (In it)
I was on the block because I was
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope don't get offended
G550, this is not a
New AP, limited
Still be in the trenches, be totin' pistols
I done to jail, I still can go and get 'em