Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

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

1: 50 Cent]
I'll run my blade across a 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 the parademics come (real quick)
Got me up if you thinking it's different now a nigga rich
I get to cutting know you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon [?] popped, pull 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 like a bitch, you ain't 'bout shit
Hey, hey, hey, catch you another day, day, day
It's the Unit back to the

[Verse 2: Yayo]
Nothing in life is out of
AK hold a hundred rounds
60 shots KD at the Rucker's
Okay I see you on respirators
nigga 'til the day I'm gone
Indulge in the violence the drama on
Yeah, rap niggas lukewarm
I'm too sleaves of when the mic on

[Verse 3: Kidd
Tweet me, see me when you see me
Down to make the news to say that I'm on TV
This rated R, niggas PG
Them shells burn like a CD
Fuck love, I the money
you get too much of it they gon' say you acting funny
''Kidd, how you now that the Unit's back?''
Like a bucks, motherfucker, do the math

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

[Verse 5: Banks]
Nigga, getting new to you
I give a fuck if 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 know how he
15 years switching dealers casinos
And my goon'll you in the arm
I'm out the country week and dumping ash on the Autobahn
Autopilot's always on, bet a living, I've been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in mama eyes
More reasons to up, real niggas arrive