Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

If you a thug my be a thug
If you sell drugs my nigga sell drugs
If you rap about it be trill about it
And don't say shit if you can't be real it

If you a thug my be a thug
If you sell drugs my then sell drugs
If you rap about it be trill about it
And say shit if you can't be real about it

up as a child all I seen was sales
Moma stepped in so we niggas stayed in out of
came Robbin and kickin' in doors
Then went a half to sellin' ten O's
But ya see shorty, my mom was a G
She made it real for my sista and me
She did she had to do, and got on da
Grind like a damn would do

Talkin' pimpin', oh she did that too
I got robbed and this old took all my loot
And I was just 12 years old on 13 which made me
Thats why I my heart is so cold
I gives a fuck none of you hoes
All you fake thugs think about is and gold
And pressin' these doors shorty and these hoes
I'm a pimp, I spend my time these hoes

If you a thug my be a thug
If you sell drugs my nigga then sell
If you gonna rap it be trill about it
And don't say shit if you be real about it

If you a my nigga be a thug
If you sell drugs my nigga sell drugs
If you gonna rap it be trill about it
And say shit if you can't be real about it

loves me so I guess I stay to myself
A nigga bout change contemplating my death
Fell my pain as it all over a nigga
And the only way I can get away is weed and
Fukin' niggaz up on the daily if didn't pay me
Niggaz pullin' guns on me near drove me crazy
Young nigga went to school to sell some dope
A little crazy ass nigga wit a in his coat

And when the streets brought that's when da drama was fed
Moma swung on a nigga, I the bitch in the head
I scratch my head unless it itches
An I don't unless I'm bustin' at cha hatin' bitches
Nigga we was bread to die, don't be me why
I'll hustle in the cold 'cause niggaz playin' wit fire
All the childhood wit tha devil out to getcha
Got my mind on my gun and I'm and the shell a pistol

If you a thug my nigga be a
If you sell drugs my nigga then drugs
If you gonna rap about it be trill it
And don't say shit if you can't be real it

If you a thug my nigga be a
If you sell drugs my nigga then drugs
If you gonna rap about it be about it
And don't say shit if you be real about it

You see the streets, they'll you whole
Ya mind body and soul and you in a ditch cold
With no shoes and clothes wait for the collector
Follow me now selector to the sector
They'll kill you over thirty dollars, I seen a man cut
A dirty bottle squirted on his shirt and collar
I heard him a sound that I cant forget

Ran home, watched cartoons and ain't said
Until this day moma thought I was up at da
she was at the church praising the Lord
I made amazingly unscarred
She had to be praying I made it by the grace of the God
A product of my hard times, I spit hard
Bible in one hand, the other ion
of naming streets and boulevards mine
Grab yo piece of the pie, the other mine

If you a thug my nigga be a
If you sell my nigga then sell drugs
If you gonna rap about it be trill it
And don't say shit if you be real about it

If you a thug my be a thug
If you sell drugs my nigga then sell
If you gonna rap it be trill about it
And don't say shit if you can't be about it