Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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

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

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

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

Nobody loves me so I guess I stay to
A nigga thinkin' bout contemplating my death
Fell my as it reigns all over a nigga
And the only way I can get away is and liquor
Fukin' up on the daily if they didn't pay me
Niggaz pullin' guns on me damn near me crazy
Young nigga went to school just to some dope
A little crazy ass wit a knife 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 don't scratch my unless it itches
An I don't smoke unless I'm at cha hatin' bitches
Nigga we was bread to die, be askin' me why
I'll hustle in the cold 'cause niggaz playin' wit fire
All the issues wit tha devil 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 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 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 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 selector to the sector
They'll kill you thirty dollars, I seen a man cut with
A dirty bottle blood squirted on his shirt and
I heard him holla a sound I cant forget

Ran home, watched cartoons and ain't said
Until this day moma I was up at da park
While she was at the praising the Lord
I made through amazingly
She had to be because 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
Dreaming of naming streets and mine
Grab yo piece of the pie, the other mine

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 can't be about it

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 shit if you can't be real it