Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

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

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

[Verse 2: Tony
in life is out of bounds
AK hold a hundred rounds
60 shots KD at the Rucker's
when I see you on respirators
Southside nigga the day I'm gone
in the violence when the drama on
Yeah, rap niggas lukewarm
I'm too sleaves of when the mic on

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

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

[Verse 5: Lloyd
Nigga, getting new to you
I a fuck if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral
You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's
manuever through the street without a strategy
Ain't nobody to you
And man was lucky through
You how he flows
15 years dealers like casinos
And my goon'll you in the arm
I'm out the country week and dumping ash on the Autobahn
Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in your eyes
More reasons to wake up, real arrive