Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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 if you can't be real about it

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

Comin' up as a child all I was sales
stepped in so we niggas stayed in out of jail
Then came and kickin' in doors
Then went from a half to 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' 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 made me
Thats why I think my heart is so
I gives a fuck none of you hoes
All you fake think about is grills and gold
And pressin' these doors shorty and cakin' these
I'm a pimp, I spend my makin' these hoes

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 shit if you be real about it

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 be real about it

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

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 my head 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 rather hustle in the 'cause niggaz playin' wit fire
All the childhood issues wit tha out to getcha
Got my mind on my gun and I'm and the shell pull a

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

If you a thug my nigga be a
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

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

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

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 real it

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 about it