Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shooter

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

Phone rang it's my G tryna get some vick
Boss man what's happening ya nigga
Let me clear the
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 talking if they get us on the statement
my lawyer
You Jason on the way when the cold in and murder
Not man what's important
Anybody can
go for all that shit
But now boys be with Boosie
We stomp you out 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 wars nigga
So ain't no telling what we will do to you little rap boys who act
I sent an of commandos and Rambos
who watch you all night through gazelles not binoculars
Smash and go eat
Laugh at you over
Focus in eyes there's not laughing when we in that rental

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
Ring a nigga for it
never say no
I got the shooter
Lay by house 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
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the real

I a man myth
I an old dog
niggas 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 body fall like when ivy
or die
Wait on that since he on his fucking back
Gon saw that he since he had a fucking problem
5 to the face 6 to the
You know you die of Red still on my passenger side nigga

I got the shooter
That's in for it
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the shooter
That's in for it
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the shooter
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 real
That's in for it
Ring a bell for it
never say no
I got the real

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

I got the real

(Oh body go stiffer, that body go stiffer)