Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga

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Lord mercy Jesus Christ
I know I'm doin' wrong but I'm tryna do
I day to day and night to night
I'm tryna get paid awright
Y'all don't about my rap wars
Alotta rappers use my
Just so they can have the stores off the
But nobody feelin' that shit
You on ya fifth tape nigga ya hit
No on my shit I got shit that's heated
Everytime I do you know shit be complete
It no half steppin' my name ain't Daddy Kane
But I'ma hop out the Jag wid a big daddy
out yellow rocks in the middle
Colourful rainbows is lookin' like
I and I scribble in my notepad when I'm feelin' mad
Cause now I'm doin' good I used to be bad
I used to go half on my lunch money
Now I got a money machine that help me count my
I'm ballin' for real, platinum all in my
We turned 'em down but they still for real

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Yeh, say, I don't your money
On the block niggas still got weed and
Stash pot, bricks ducked in a car
In the I'm still touchin' it raw
On the highway I'm still the law
Fuck that I'll never be the law
I'm takin' shots ain't goin' to jail
I'm a pimp, I be trapped in a cell
I'm eatin' shrimp, but I'm still this mil
From H-Town, straight to
We gettin' this money, we spittin' this
And if you run up wrong then we splittin' dummies
I'm shots, a nigga goin' all out
And if I hit ya house I'm a fuckin' wall out
You better back back, you better up
Before I make fuckin' mack act up
And take ya dome out,
I'm comin' wid the chrome boss,
I'm the town where niggas make ya lay it down
Come up, and rob ya for ya and pounds

Last real niggas
Clover G's, you ain't wid me