Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga

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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 about my rap
Alotta use my name
Just so they can have the stores off the
But ain't nobody that shit
You on ya fifth tape where's ya hit
No on my shit I got shit that's heated
Everytime I do shit you know be complete
It ain't no half steppin' my name Daddy Kane
But I'ma hop out the Jag wid a big chain
Iced out yellow in the middle
Colourful rainbows is lookin' like
I scratch and I scribble in my notepad 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 that help me count my money
I'm ballin' for real, all in my grill
We turned 'em down but they still callin' for

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

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