Luyện nghe bài hát Real in My Veins

Tell that pussy nigga take a look at they done created

I got real runnin' through my
I put VVS's in my
Remain the same, don't up, no mane
Most niggas change up for change
I'm sayin' tell them pussy
niggas take a look at they created
the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made somebody
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past fuckin' bouncers
the critics that they talkin' 'bout the fuckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm fuckin' faded
Call your momma Thugger, her that you fuckin' made it

from the ground to the top, uh
I'm 'bout to rob you rocks, uh
I'm to set up a shop, uh
I'm bout to buy the block, uh
I got for the 'Wop, uh
First gave me a knot, uh
I put some in the pot, uh
She got on her crotch, uh
It's purple, but is not Watson, uh
I make bitch squirt, it's a thot, uh
I a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, a mop, uh
Rob if he come out the box, uh
I got a on, it's a fox, uh
I'm banging fire, fox, uh
My get wild, uh
cross on like a pastor
Cooking fish scale no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry Springer
I repent for my sins

I got real runnin' through my
I put in my chain's
Remain the same and up, no mane
Most these change up for change

You playin' and you get knocked off
I to say it but I'm ready for the pop off
Got lil' outta drum talkin' top throat
She said she ready, get it I got combos
I'm talkin' food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me hoppin' off the top
Beat it up, got me off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil ain't cleaned out tho'
I got my money up and I heard that you some
Nigga walkin', Michael Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got
And if you look up at the moon, you'll see my

I got runnin' through my veins
I put in my chain's
Remain the same and up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change
I'm just sayin' tell them pussy
take a at what they done creating
Tell the whole circle look at what they done
the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commandin' war, somebody bleed
Now I ain't 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' the fuckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin'
Call your momma Thugger, her that you fuckin' made it