Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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

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

Talkin' pimpin', oh she did that too
I got and this old nigga took all my loot
And I was just 12 years old on 13 which me bold
Thats why I think my is so cold
I gives a fuck about of you hoes
All you fake think about is grills and gold
And pressin' these doors and cakin' these hoes
I'm a pimp, I spend my makin' these hoes

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

Nobody loves me so I guess I stay to
A nigga bout change contemplating my death
Fell my pain as it all over a nigga
And the way I can get away is weed and liquor
Fukin' niggaz up on the daily if they pay me
pullin' guns on me damn near drove me crazy
Young nigga went to school just to sell dope
A little crazy ass nigga wit a knife in his

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

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

If you a thug my nigga be a
If you sell my nigga then sell drugs
If you gonna rap it be trill 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 and leave you in a ditch cold
With no shoes and clothes wait for the trash
Follow me now to the ghetto sector
They'll you over thirty dollars, I seen a man cut with
A bottle blood squirted on his shirt and collar
I heard him holla a that I cant forget

Ran home, watched cartoons and said shit
Until this day thought I was up at da park
she was at the church praising the Lord
I made through unscarred
She had to be praying I made it by the grace of the God
A product of my times, I spit hard rhymes
in one hand, the other hard ion
Dreaming of streets and boulevards mine
Grab yo piece of the pie, the parts mine

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

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