Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga

[Lil'
Lord have mercy Jesus
I know I'm doin' but I'm tryna do right
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 the stores off the chain
But ain't nobody feelin' shit
You on ya fifth tape where's ya hit
No skits on my shit I got shit that's
Everytime I do shit you shit be complete
It ain't no half steppin' my name ain't Kane
But hop out the Jag wid a big daddy chain
Iced out yellow rocks in the
Colourful rainbows is like skittles
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 have go on my lunch money
Now I got a money machine help me count my money
I'm ballin' for real, all in my grill
We turned 'em down but they still for real

[Will
Yeh, say, I don't need your
On the block still got weed and money
Stash pot, bricks ducked in a car
In the kitchen I'm touchin' it raw
On the I'm still buckin' the law
Fuck that I'll never be the law
I'm takin' shots ain't goin' back to
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' this
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 fuckin' act up
And take ya dome out,
I'm wid the chrome boss, trigga
I'm from the town where niggas ya lay it down
Come up, and rob ya for ya and pounds

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