Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga

[Lil'
have mercy Jesus Christ
I I'm doin' wrong but I'm tryna do right
I day to day and night to night
Cause I'm get paid awright
Y'all don't know my rap wars
Alotta rappers use my
so they can have the stores off the chain
But ain't feelin' that shit
You on ya tape nigga where's ya hit
No skits on my shit I got shit heated
Everytime I do shit you know shit be
It ain't no half steppin' my name ain't Daddy
But I'ma hop out the Jag wid a big daddy
Iced out yellow rocks in the
Colourful rainbows is lookin' skittles
I scratch and I scribble in my when I'm feelin' mad
Cause now I'm doin' good I to be doin' bad
I used to have go on my lunch money
Now I got a money machine that help me my money
I'm ballin' for real, all in my grill
We turned 'em but they still callin' for real

[Will
Yeh, say, I don't need money
On the block niggas got weed and money
Stash pot, sold bricks in a car
In the I'm still touchin' it raw
On the I'm still buckin' the law
that I'll never be duckin' the law
I'm takin' shots ain't back to jail
I'm a pimp, I can't be trapped in a
I'm shrimp, but I'm still makin' this mil
From H-Town, straight to
We gettin' this money, we spittin' money
And if you run up wrong then we splittin' dummies
I'm takin' shots, a goin' all out
And if I hit ya house I'm takin' a fuckin' out
You better back back, you back up
Before I make this mack act up
And take ya out, nigga
I'm wid the chrome boss, trigga
I'm from the town niggas make ya lay it down
up, and rob ya for ya ki's and pounds

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