Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

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

[Verse 1: 50
run my blade across a nigga ass (real quick)
I'm so for I'm on some 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 you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon have [?] popped, pull a for me
And my little niggas op like it's legal, homie
No game when I bang, boy, I empty the
You run a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit
Hey, hey, hey, catch you another day, day, day
the Unit back to the bullshit

[Verse 2: Tony
Nothing in life is out of
AK hold about a hundred
60 shots like KD at the
when I see you on respirators
Southside 'til the day I'm gone
Indulge in the when the drama on
Yeah, these rap niggas
I'm too of dope when the mic on

[Verse 3: Kidd]
Tweet me, see me when you see me
Down to make the news just to say I'm on TV
This rated R, niggas PG
Them shells burn a bootleg CD
love, I want the money
When you get too of it they gon' say you acting funny
''Kidd, how you feel now the Unit's back?''
Like a 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 your ass
Take a rapper nigga and make a real flick
I know I'm different from what you usually been dealing
Don't a mic, give me some white to make a million with
Single burrough, 6 shots on the Brooklyn
I let the nigga Drake tell you what I did

[Verse 5: Lloyd
Nigga, getting new to you
I give a fuck if get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral
You fit the script I'm assume it's true
Can't manuever through the street without a
Ain't to tutor you
And man was lucky through
You know how he
15 switching 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 on, rather bet a living, I've been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in your mama
More to wake up, real niggas arrive