Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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

Comin' up as a all I seen was sales
stepped in so we niggas stayed in out of jail
Then came and kickin' in doors
Then from 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 nigga would do

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

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

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

Nobody loves me so I guess I to myself
A nigga thinkin' bout contemplating my death
Fell my pain as it reigns all over a
And the only way I can get away is weed and
Fukin' niggaz up on the if they didn't pay me
Niggaz pullin' guns on me damn near drove me
Young nigga to school just to sell some dope
A little crazy ass wit a knife in his coat

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

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

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

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

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 because I made it by the grace of the God
A product of my hard times, I spit rhymes
Bible in one hand, the hard ion
Dreaming of naming streets and mine
Grab yo piece of the pie, the other parts

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

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