Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

[Hook:
I go 0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, whole squad on that shit
0 to 100, nigga, real
quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, whole squad on that real
0 to 100, nigga, real
Real quick, fuckin' quick, nigga

1: 50 Cent]
I'll run my blade a nigga ass (real quick)
I'm so for real I'm on some real, real nigga
You playing, boy, get you hit (real quick)
You better hope the come (real quick)
Got me fucked up if you thinking different now a nigga rich
Before I get to cutting know you better cut the shit
Boy, you gon [?] popped, pull a trigger for me
And my niggas trigger op like it's legal, homie
No game I bang, boy, I empty the clip
You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout shit
Hey, hey, hey, catch you another day, day, day
the Unit back to the bullshit

[Verse 2: Tony
Nothing in is out of bounds
AK hold about a rounds
60 like KD at the Rucker's
when I see you on respirators
Southside 'til the day I'm gone
Indulge in the when the drama on
Yeah, these rap lukewarm
I'm too sleaves of when the mic on

[Verse 3: Kidd
Don't me, see me when you see me
Down to make the news just to say I'm on TV
This clip R, niggas PG
Them shells burn like a CD
love, I want the money
When you get too much of it they gon' say you acting
''Kidd, how you feel now that the back?''
a million bucks, motherfucker, do the math

[Verse 4: Young
Coldblooded, boy, my heart don't feel
Get with me, ask 50, I the hit (real quick)
Balenciagas you could still get ass kicked
Take a nigga bitch and make a real flick
I know I'm different what you usually been dealing with
need a mic, give me some white to make a million with
Single burrough, 6 on the Brooklyn Bridge
I let the nigga tell you what I just did

[Verse 5: Banks]
Nigga, getting new to you
I give a fuck if shit get ugly, be a beautiful funeral
You fit the script I'm assume it's true
Can't manuever through the without a strategy
Ain't to tutor you
And man was Unit's through
You how he flows
15 years dealers like casinos
And my goon'll you in the arm
I'm out the country every week and dumping ash on the
Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, I've [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in your mama
More reasons to wake up, real arrive