Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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 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 trill it
And don't say if you can't be real about it

Comin' up as a all I seen was sales
Moma stepped in so we stayed in out of jail
came Robbin and kickin' in doors
Then went 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 nigga would do

about pimpin', oh she did that 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 fuck about of you hoes
All you fake think about is grills and gold
And pressin' these doors shorty and these hoes
I'm a pimp, I spend my time makin' hoes

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

loves me so I guess I stay to myself
A nigga bout change contemplating my death
my pain as it reigns all over a nigga
And the way I can get away is weed and liquor
Fukin' niggaz up on the if they didn't pay me
Niggaz guns on me damn near drove me crazy
Young nigga went to school just to sell some
A crazy ass nigga 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 scratch my head unless it itches
An I don't smoke unless I'm at cha hatin' bitches
Nigga we was bread to die, don't be me why
I'll rather hustle in the cold 'cause niggaz wit fire
All the childhood issues wit tha devil out to
Got my on my gun and I'm and the shell pull a pistol

If you a thug my be a thug
If you drugs my nigga then sell 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 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 real it

You see the streets, they'll you whole
Ya mind body and soul and leave you in a cold
With no shoes and clothes wait for the collector
me now selector to the ghetto sector
They'll kill you over thirty dollars, I seen a man cut
A dirty bottle blood on his shirt and collar
I him holla a sound that I cant forget

Ran home, watched cartoons and ain't 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 because I it by the grace of the God
A product of my hard times, I spit rhymes
Bible in one hand, the other ion
Dreaming of streets 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 then 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 thug my be a thug
If you sell drugs my then sell drugs
If you gonna rap about it be trill it
And say shit if you can't be real about it