Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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 don't say shit if you be real about it

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

up as a child all I seen was sales
Moma stepped in so we niggas 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 easy for my sista and me
She did she had to do, and got on da
Grind like a damn would do

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

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 shit if you can't be real it

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 about it

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

And when the streets brought that's when da drama was fed
Moma on a nigga, I stabbed the bitch in the head
I don't scratch my head it itches
An I don't smoke unless I'm bustin' at cha bitches
Nigga we was to die, don't be askin' me why
rather 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 shell pull a

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

You see the streets, shallow you whole
Ya body and soul and leave you in a ditch cold
With no shoes and 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 blood squirted on his shirt and collar
I him holla a sound that I cant forget

Ran home, cartoons 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 amazingly
She had to be because I made 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 naming and boulevards mine
Grab yo of the pie, the other parts mine

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

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