Luyện nghe bài hát On the Real

Yea (House of Hits)
Finally up in nigga
On the real, all you crab niggas the deal
On the real, all you crab know the deal
To my seed, May I you into no breed of evil
In the categories and I breed my sequel
You know the money, blues, blunts, 22's
Monkey see, do
A shorty sunny dew
Now its V.S.O.P. in a G.S. mad smokey
Murder tree's, gun in the stash so it won't poke me
Up in the Marriot, Sweet dirty tint, Don't no noise cause we dirty
the ho's to hurry in
We got the room lit up perfume, and mad boom
And there's video taping of booming ass's on the lens
Rolling on you non descript
marked for death like colombians with bad coke that gip niggas
Tilt the dutch, twisting up the uwee if your skilled
In Will we trust, salute the the nine mili's bust

On the all you crab niggas know the deal
On the Real all you niggas know the deal 2x

[K-L from
Now its verbal abuse the mic's in use
This is your sorry
Get your put in a noose
K-L is quick to let loose, to make blood count reduce
the snare drum
We like cum
the track, making it fatter than it was
Giving to idea
Through the is what he does

See a close call two clicks from my fortress
We rolling squad deep, on the Kawasaki
QueensBridge got the drop on you niggas trying to us
We metal down now its time to show these clowns who the is
We live for the shit, Ain't trying to take no
Accumalating to much cream for you to
Fucking to my clutches, wipe the blood on off my chukkas
From the
Your gone and your crew still us
Can't call it, I'm in with this good life shit
I'm with jewels, car, chicken clits, paying rent
Murdered Presidents, running wild, in piles
Onyx pendants, and Rubied shit from the nile
Kamikaze style, sought the antique three
Yo Nas, lets cop brick and let the mobb supply the town

2x

(Play some on us)
Drugs in my
The bubble converti
Eyes low the lye blow
know we dirty drive slow
Write a line a glass of wine
The block is mine cause I am a criminal mastermind
When I rhyme, I perfect this, niceness, I'm blessed
Exhale precise shine like white
Its the of Pablo, Escobar niggas I know
diamond rolexes, that drive infinit's and lexus
So my enimies a message
My Hilfiger vest, is bullet proof, so when niggas shoot
I'm still
So never ask why I write so
My storm formed on a dorm in Rikers Island
I remained while you tried to bite my style and
When I performed mic's went silent
To the kid who my man ill will's blood spill
(On the real)
When I up to your ass you know the deal

[Nas and
On the

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