Luyện nghe bài hát Im The Realest

Ride on niggaz
I on these niggaz
I ride on these
(Ha, ha)
I on these niggaz

get it

Super charger, the same as PJ
(Yeah)
I got a champagne
Big offed, I got a night-scope aim
(Bah)

Audio, video, you caught on
a way to get ya ass sent upstate
(Dayum)
In '9-AY, I them trips down to Lauderdale
Back and forth, like

Chances of rich is like one in a million
(Ha, ha)
Or more two in a billion
Flashin' lights, my mind's tricks on me
But the Minuteman still do on me

Swear the just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya
Summertime niggaz still with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman
Real niggaz love me because I that lingo

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, phonies, they fakes
These niggaz never sold the weight

And I'm the bi-nuss
They lies, they phonies, fakes
These ain't never sold the weight

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, they phonies, they
niggaz ain't never touched the weight

And I'm the bi-nuss
They lies, they phonies, they
These ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin'

Nowaday the glock black
(Chea)
The on that muhfucka 3-80 chrome
Gotta be careful what you say on the
I'm 36 away

From the mic up and goin' back to the streets
(Naw)
What's the difference, I eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I still the same
You niggaz rappin' blow like it's a fad

Nigga, is my life, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick road
Heartless, maybe I to see the wizard
Until then, Imma it snow blizzards

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, they phonies, fakes
These niggaz ain't never sold the

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, phonies, they fakes
These ain't never sold the weight

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, phonies, they fakes
These niggaz never touched the weight

And I'm the muhfuckin'
They lies, they phonies, fakes
These ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin'

I stay on the block and risk my
Day in and day out until a nigga out
You niggaz playin', I show you that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up them thangs and come back with the chains

Might cook it in the stove, cook it in the microwave
Either way it's sell, still weigh it on the scale
You rappin' ass, niggaz never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka free and iced out Mondays

Pin up Tuesdays and body tap
You was in the studio, I was on the
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard the blocks
25 for the four ways, by the doorways