Luyện nghe bài hát Real Nigga Blues

Damn, its hard being a real
on steal triggers
Pouring on hilfigers
For I cut for
a hoe out my truck for
Take a to my gut for
Shoot up cuz for
And you askin' me what for?
'cuz this check I wrote until death bounce
'cuz to quit is to care and excuses count

Yeah, the nigga blues

Short sticks and brooms
Two feet planted it be the tomb or the courtroom
Bullet wounds in my
Powder I digest
On the front line I
in peace I may rest
For I can't win
With I must defend
Done been to the pen, behind
And I can't turn my flags in
you break weak I got to stand strong
I to go hard while you strive to go home
These I write are required day and night
For better or worse, ups and
Or just plain old fights
all the weight
Puttin' in work from
Running myself in the
And you me why my back hurt?
Even when your dad tried to me some fish
I that shit
Pulled your coat but you was scared to dismiss bitch
But I guess you got to be one of me or in my shoes
Or from the cup that I drink to feel my blues

Yeah, the real blues

I can't bend, brake, front, fraud, or get hacked
Its like I'm married to this game and my looses if I get sacked
Turning down licks on I know ain't got no heart
Arguing with my baby momma shes convinces you'z a mark
My is my bond, my life is my son
My duece is my gun, and my fear is to have
'cuz I to run
And for my I'd die, and for my mother I'd lie
My done got hard
I still regards, call out to the Lord
But it like I can't cry
So when fly...
Yeah, its my
in with no way out
Fuck some clout, is what I'm about
Even if I am the only one to get
It ain't in me to back
Thats like my gat down
Nigga I ride for the cause, and I from the laws
And I ain't scared to get on
And for my crown...
gonn peal
I ain't no threat, nigga but I kill
And to all my partners up under hills
Y'all know how it feels and thats

Yeah, dig blues
The real blues

Dig
My partners hit a lick for two and a half
And since I'm the of the clique
They came to me when the shit got
I took in all their and made it mine
Not realizing that while were ballin'
I'd be time
All they had to do was the witness out of existence
And I would've because the case was inconsistent
But insted they got up in the joys
Of the from the hussle
Said fuck me, let the witness
And I got twenty years
All 'cuz I kept it
A would've squeeled
But insted I chilled, put it on the
But got in? a deal
See I respect the code of the
The code of the
But when they gave it to me they 'Fuck the police'
We'll never help these hoes solve a
Now tears in my sons
Because his is out of place
With no trace of my
Missing my little nigga years
All because I it real

Sometimes some
I'ma walk when me come
It my prints on the gun
In yo' eyes, you'z a nigga
So what you done?
Stand
I'm not
I was in the county my cries
Squabbling twice my size
For mistaking tears for fears in my
But I ain't ask to be
I was born this
Sacrificing my fo' sho's for your
Got me scorned like
Tattered and torn like
But my roots won't
I'm the only reason your tooth won't
But is my authenticy worth the price I be
All the shit I've been
Nigga, do it like I'm playing?
be down 'til I get laid down
All the ex-real would've still be real
if they would've stayed down
But my blues
I just spread the to who I choose
A tale of a real
Can you dig his

Yeah, the nigga blues
And all I got are my and my word
Yeah, my balls and my