Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

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

[Verse 1: 50
run my blade across a nigga ass (real quick)
I'm so for real I'm on some real, real shit
You playing, boy, get you hit (real quick)
You better the parademics come (real quick)
Got me fucked up if you thinking different now a nigga rich
I get to cutting know you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon have [?] popped, a trigger for me
And my little trigger 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
It's the back to the bullshit

[Verse 2: Tony
in life is out of bounds
AK hold about a rounds
60 like KD at the Rucker's
when I see you on respirators
Southside nigga the day I'm gone
Indulge in the when the drama on
Yeah, these rap lukewarm
I'm too sleaves of dope 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 rated R, niggas PG
Them burn like a bootleg CD
Fuck love, I the money
When you get too much of it they say you acting funny
''Kidd, how you feel now that the back?''
Like a million bucks, motherfucker, do the

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

[Verse 5: Banks]
Nigga, getting new to you
I give a if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral
You fit the I'm gon' assume it's true
manuever through the street without a strategy
Ain't nobody to you
And man was Unit's through
You how he flows
15 years switching 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, bet a living, I've been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More in your mama eyes
More reasons to wake up, niggas arrive