Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas

Bad Boy in' the for the '95
Big shout out to my man Mel
My man Don Cee San in' the
What's up Michelle Ray, what's up

Sick of screaming that, "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a
Simple and plain, my man me in' a hooptie
Whispered in his ear "This is we got to do, G"

Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga
So I can cop a Benz and the fuck out the hood
'Cause screaming, "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't life swinging rocks and smoking blunts

Hanging wit' the don't pay the bills
And being broke and 30 give a the chills
So we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see that
(Hell yeah, I that shit)

Columbian Dominican, whateva
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the
Two keys, 20 G's, please,
his brain's out 'cause witnesses we don't leave

On the road to and diamond rings
'Cause real do real things
Hanging the niggaz is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real
Hanging the niggaz is the song I sing
Real niggaz do things

mad blunts and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a
Mad games, pool and candy
A little extra loot be comin' in handy

Check it, got on '95 shit, sold the 5
the 6 Delvecc, copped the Lex, we was set
We no had all in' the projects
Niggas slingin' O's he kept the profit, no one stop it

We was it up
All the sexy bitches ain't stressin' givin' it up
Same bitches dick tryin' to dress to thrill me
Said the I killed is out to kill me

Soon as she on that note, I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun
The other had a shottie, I was shootin'
And I missing had to get out this position

Niggas hitting, feel a hot one in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a wit' the mac
The nigga wit' the shottie still busting,
Mighty and puntas

All I'm to do is shoot ya
Two in' the ruger
Booh-yeah, his ass out
Then I out
(Passed out, out)

On the road to the riches and diamond
niggaz do real things
Hanging the niggaz is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the road to the riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I
niggaz do real things

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95
Real niggas,

The doctor said I need about three of recovery
But the nurses is me
Saying the best of the day is my half
Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge

Niggas say I died in the streets
Nigga, I'm high getting head on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about half a
all my niggas, all my guns, all my women

Next two years, I see about a billion
All for the love of dealin'
Got no love for the other side, fuck tricks
Any repurcussion, M.A.F.I.A. spit clips
All the time, Big Poppa the raw rhyme
Raw flows, and that's how it

On the road to riches and rings
niggaz do real things
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the to riches and diamond rings
niggaz do real things