Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga

[Lil'
Lord have mercy Jesus
I know I'm doin' wrong but I'm tryna do
I hustle day to day and night to
I'm tryna get paid awright
Y'all don't about my rap wars
rappers use my name
Just so they can have the stores off the
But ain't nobody feelin' that
You on ya fifth tape where's ya hit
No skits on my shit I got shit heated
Everytime I do shit you shit be complete
It ain't no steppin' my name ain't Daddy Kane
But I'ma hop out the Jag wid a big daddy
Iced out yellow in the middle
Colourful rainbows is lookin' skittles
I scratch and I in my notepad when I'm feelin' mad
Cause now I'm good I used to be doin' 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, all in my grill
We turned 'em down but they still for real

Lean]
Yeh, say, I need your money
On the block niggas got weed and money
pot, sold 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 be duckin' the law
I'm takin' shots ain't goin' back to
I'm a pimp, I can't be in a cell
I'm eatin' shrimp, but I'm still makin' mil
From H-Town, to A-T-L
We gettin' money, we spittin' this money
And if you run up then we splittin' these dummies
I'm shots, a nigga goin' all out
And if I hit ya house I'm takin' a fuckin' out
You back back, you better back up
I make this fuckin' mack act up
And take ya dome out,
I'm comin' wid the boss, trigga
I'm from the town where niggas make ya lay it
up, and rob ya for ya ki's and pounds

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