Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Real

Yo, who we got? Check it out,
Aiyyo, givin' the 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 whole Likwid is up in this motherfucker
Posted gettin' toasted, I know them niggaz 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 cant feel me, then yall niggaz aint real
So the real

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Two together quickly turned into four
The began to pour when I had to go on tour
Two months later, I walk back 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 my shotgun
(Ah, chill)
I coulda, shoulda but if I
I wouldnt be here

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

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