Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Real

Yo, who we got? it out, aiyyo
Aiyyo, the women somethin' they can feel, who we got?
We got, we got, we got, we got, we got tha
If yall niggaz cant feel me, yall niggaz aint real

Ah, ha, ha, I see the Likwid crew is up in this motherfucker
Posted gettin' toasted, I know niggaz dont dig this shit
With these women out but yo check it out
We cant make song hardcore
(Can you this?)

But we definitely gonna make no soft shit
If yall niggaz cant feel me, then yall niggaz aint
So feel the

Feel the realness of the brother that leaves the women
With rough words of pleasure that they boyfriend provide
'Cause while they think they slick, fuckin' down low tricks
I got the finest hoes in Cali fightin' over this

But Ima single lust, so nobody gets hurt
No one is alerted 'cause they heard I flirted
Unlike niggaz that you claimin' is your only
That be in the wind at night you watchin' TV lonely

But phony shit is relationships bring
Thats why you lookin' at my fingers but you see no
Just a fist full of digits and a forty ounce of
'Cause the last girl I had that bitch made me kill her

On that shit, tryin' to my clothes
up and down I was out coolin' with hoes
But yo Rico knows, it means to be committed
And when I claim you as my beyatch I go all the way it

And thats the and thats the real
(Tell me can you this?)
If yall niggaz cant feel me, then yall niggaz real
So all the ladies in the place can know, thats the
(Can you this?)
Uh, the real, if yall niggaz cant feel me, then yall niggaz aint real
(Ah one two)

I she was the one for me, only for my eyes to see
I let her cry but shes a lady
But most of the time I kept that happy
Kept her toe nails painted and her hair from gettin'

It was a rainy weatherly winter
I met broad at the Beverly center
I to the hottie with the body, nuttin' to it
I said, "I the Nikes baby", can we just do it?

What it cost to be J-Ro apostrophe's
Yes, yes damn you
With fat ass no ripples, tools big like hipple?
Its tha six baby, baby on them nipples
She smiled and said ooh you need to quit it
(Damn bro, all we wanna is did you get it)

Shit, I hit it, all the angles
Swingin' my like the California Angels
Things got as much time was spent
I said, "Fuck it, lets split the rent on apartment"

Two years quickly turned into four
The began to pour when I had to go on tour
Two later, I walk back through the door
The bitch is naked with some nigga on my floor

Damn, I know I had a hot one
Went to my room and grabbed my
(Ah, chill)
I coulda, but if I woulda
I wouldnt be here

She tried to make me everything could be the same
But she ran too much on my 511 frame
I coulda, but if I woulda you know the consequences
I coulda, shoulda but if I woulda thats what I bitches
(Just chill nigga, I know you this)

If yall niggaz cant feel me then yall niggaz real
If yall niggaz cant feel me yall niggaz aint real
If yall niggaz cant me then yall niggaz aint real
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