Luyện nghe bài hát Real Shit

Mister

Real shit, fuck niggas
Truth be told, I don't fuck them
Money my
Hating is a
Say she never did, she finna learn
I got hoes, all of them dyke
Pick and choose nigga, all of them
had shit, now my money burn
Ever made a Well you finna learn

1]
Heard you mad
Wish I'm bad
I just a Benz
paper tags
Leave your around
I bet I'm fucking
She with me
why you really mad
Get that ass into Jeep
Bet all she freaky
You be crazy hoe
No out of me
She give me pussy
to be fucking me
I slide that on
Just know it's deep
Beat that down
Keep sounds
I on the mound
Knock that out
That's just I do
I'm on the loose
Coconuts a
Pineapple
Now coco low
I am no Joe
You niggas such a
See me I'm counting
all I fucking do, and all I fucking know
I hear haters mad
One that you should know

2]
So crank it up a
out the box
Candy drop
Bouncing my knots
Boy this fly
six a tie
Broward boy
and see me now
I might buy a house, a fucking pool
Bring a for fun
That's just I do
Tell bring the hate
I buy a coupe
Now why you mad? I'm stunting and you never do
Get your lame
I can you things
Big nigga
Fifty carat
Holy flow
Catch the Ghost
Mister
them it's time to go
Now that's some shit
I'm on some other
Mister boy
who you fucking with
So put your away
I'm getting paid
And if he say he not
I bet that gay