Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Інтерфейс


Рівень складності


Акцент



мова інтерфейсу

uk

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зареєструватись / увійти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Та/Або підтримай мене в соц. мережах:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Soulja Boy

Real Things

 

Real Things

(альбом: Foreign - 2013)


Real niggas do real things

[Verse 1:]
Money on my chain alot of carats in my ring
Real niggas do real things
Alot of money in my bag alot of diamonds in my ring
Poured up you know I take it over Minnesota
Shoutouts to the west side we're brown like Coca Cola's
Stay with the stress like TI is going down
They say soulja boy took over
I know why I hussle hard
Every night I pull up we flexing
Your girl on this is nothing
We're stunting, I pull up pressing buttons
Lamborghini flash green, I swear to God that's nothing
I'm blowing on this lot they know I came from the country
A hundred million dollars they never thought I see
Real last nigga, they never though I'd be
May pay, chopper switchblade
Like 1995 I'm riding on 28

[Hook:]
Real niggas do real things [x8]

[Verse 2:]
To keep this shit G get it understood
I put 250 thousand dollars in the hood
I bought so many guns, I bought so much drugs
I bought a whole hood rims whole hood love
Pulled up, and my pocket's on sumo
Bustin down bricks with my hand call it judo
My mama side red but my daddy side blue though
Pull up I'm flexing ye I made it rang
50 on my chain another 50 on my ring
20 in my ears, I tatted my tears
Grind through the city and I feel like this my year
I'm bossed up I'm bossed in I'm cake in I tossed up
This mula, this money, this cash nothing funny
Our cake getting power your girl want a shower
She hop in the shower, we fuck for an hour
I do this for real, all you haters devour
Cowards, flexing big dump trucks on
Parelies and fagiatos so to settle
You pussy niggas ain't really ready
Came out the water like armageddon
I'm getting money, I'm toeing hammers
Tone canes with them things
Throw some clips you know ain't never
Soulja tell 'em I flex, Gucci on my rims
Next year I'm outta here I'm flexin with the 10
I stay doing what I do I represent for my crew
If you pussy ass niggas ain't know, well now you knew

[Hook:]
Real niggas do real things [x8]

готово

Ти додав собі всі незнайомі слова із цієї пісні?