Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

If you a my nigga 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 real 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

Comin' up as a child all I was sales
Moma in so we niggas stayed in out of jail
Then came Robbin and in doors
went from a half to sellin' 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 like a nigga would do

Talkin' about pimpin', oh she did 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 think my is so cold
I gives a fuck none of you hoes
All you fake thugs think about is and gold
And these doors shorty and cakin' these hoes
I'm a pimp, I spend my time makin' these

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

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 say shit if you can't be real about it

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

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 don't smoke unless I'm at cha hatin' bitches
Nigga we was to die, don't be askin' me why
I'll rather hustle in the '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 pull a pistol

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

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

Ran home, watched and ain't said shit
this day moma thought I was up at da park
While she was at the church praising the
I made through unscarred
She had to be praying because I it by the grace of the God
A product of my hard times, I hard rhymes
Bible in one hand, the other ion
Dreaming of streets and boulevards mine
yo piece of the pie, the other parts mine

If you a thug my nigga be a
If you sell drugs my nigga then sell
If you gonna rap about it be 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 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