Luyện nghe bài hát Really

Fuck buyin' jewelry, buyin'
Teflon, bulletproof the
rats, got my niggas in the fed
Got money in the bank and money on my
Really? sound silly
Wanna talk money, yeah, count it, ten
Free my Meek Milly, bad bitch out of Philly
Sold that white girl so I guess I sold
Who you I give a fuck about, an enemy?
I give a fuck about the industry?
Better me
Boy, I really made a million out the fuckin'
Boy, I had a car back in '04
in ? days and ride low
When bein' a street nigga meant something
Now niggas sell his soul for a
If you wanna talk streets, what it to you, nigga?
Take pictures with so that make you a killer
Nah, LA Reid gave me that check
? the hittas
I'm Crenshaw at Fatburger, fuckin' Nipsey
And I bet you I'm rockin' my
Or I'm in the Watts Jay Rock or slidin' through Compton with Game
Cause niggas livin' the same

My did 20 years, my pop did like 16
My partner did a decade so what the fuck you really
Really, ho, Jean jackets in my video
Causin' all racket, on a tennis court
Really made a million in a fork
Skirt, skirt, skirt, skirt, dinner
Often offended, I told bitch to get out when she finished
Need me a bitch that gon' suck me and me
And me and pass me to all of her friends, that's what it is
Verbal
Korrupt mixed with
Big Meech mixed with
Keep playin' games and get shot from them bleachers
I still got my stripes when I'm not Adidas
Got a fresh hairline Peter
Got me a hockey mask, choppers, talking fast
Give it to 'em direct like Jeter
Niggas ain't killing shit, they playing
saying they killing shit
Got me an A and a K and a 220
And a ? hit burn a little bit
I'm like, "Really, bitches, say really"

Fuck niggas
Niggas say they gon' me
say they gon' kill me
Niggas say they kill me
Niggas say they kill me

new Benz with the top down
In my old neighborhood, all the cop
I don't a fuck, motherfucker, act up
Let him and the hear how the Glock sound
with the bullshit, get shot down
Sucker free, no fly in my town
And ain't no discussion
simple, you try me we gon' get to bustin'
I promise, my nigga, you want it, my
My young niggas ready, goin' on God
They act they know ain't no God
We so official, for sure, no
Trap ? shine like I glow in the
got my .44 in the door
? play with you, homie get laid you
Cement your feet, it's off in the lake with you
Underestimate you, mistake I couldn't make with you
I hit you with the K, myself and you what the paper do
And nobody handle you the way I do
your boy a K or two, kill you in a day or two
And no disrespect, boy, you violate me, we handle that
Blow ass off the map
And you still reachin' your out for no dap
My in exchange for your hatin'
I put this all in your face, boy you fakin'
We come in Mercedes and shoot you
You'd think Call of Duty make it
Bacon, I get my off top
He give me my moolah, off top
Give a what the naysayers say
And we waitin' a day in the A with the K and I'm

Fuck niggas
Niggas say they kill me
Niggas say gon' kill me
Niggas say they kill me
Niggas say they gon' me

Niggas ain't gon' shit
I'm ridin' 'round, 7 pounds, nigga, Smith
It's a whole heck of and a whole deck of cards
shit right here you can't deal with
Two ice and some cognac
Spent time in twin towers, I ain't goin' back
Spent my commissary on some M&M's I was Eminem
Runnin' Aftermath in all
I'll slaughter your with 5 9's
Leave all of you niggas with eyes
Got the Louisville Slugger, Big Ortiz
Knockin' every off your buttoned up sleeves
that's Jeezy the Snowman
Comin' straight to your window like Man
Said I ain't killin' your dog but ? conscience
Puttin' bullets in your doberman, fuck with Compton
Don't you with Kendrick, don't fuck with Problem
Don't with YG, I'm Mr. Miyagi, Daniel San, I handle them
My dumb, I had no gun
Fuck around, stomp you out in Durant's or somethin'
I bear like Durantula
This rocket launcher'll blow your whole fuckin' up
And everybody gotta die, put candles up
How you get caught up in the web with
And for you fuckin' dumb niggas, let me it down
I can you like Pimp and Big Boi around
And a nigga say "Timber", you don't need Ricky Rubio
To let a nigga know goin' down
you clowns, yeah I put the word on you niggas
Don't Ferg on you niggas
all through New York with Diddy
My verse'll you niggas
And that's not a at T.I.P. or a shot at Gotti
shots of Ciroc in a black Bugatti
Got a shotty in a backpack,
Shawty got a MAC 11, I will catch that body
Nasir and Hov when I'm 40 years old
I still be the pilot that light up the stove
And be cookin' that 'til the Doctor come back
And tell that Detox come out this October
Like Ol' Bastard, I'm finally sober
And like this'll get me a new Rover
Get you a new and ?
Your funeral boring, I'm glad that it's
Soulja!

Fuck these
Niggas say they kill me
say they gon' kill me
Niggas say they gon' me
Niggas say gon' kill me