Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

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

1: 50 Cent]
I'll run my blade a nigga 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 come (real quick)
Got me fucked up if you thinking it's now a nigga rich
Before I get to know you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon have a [?] popped, pull a trigger for me
And my little trigger op like it's legal, homie
No when I bang, boy, I empty the clip
You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout shit
Hey, hey, hey, I'll you another day, day, day
It's the Unit to the bullshit

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

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

4: Young Buck]
Coldblooded, boy, my heart don't shit
Get with me, ask 50, I the hit (real quick)
Balenciagas you still get your 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 white to make a million with
Single burrough, 6 on the Brooklyn Bridge
I let the Drake 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' it's true
Can't manuever the street without a strategy
nobody to tutor you
And man was lucky Unit's
You how he flows
15 years dealers like casinos
And my clip you in the arm
I'm out the country every week and dumping ash on the
Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, I've [?]
Greenbills calling me all day long, is homocide
tears in your mama eyes
More to wake up, real niggas arrive