Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas

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

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

Got to a nigga and bang a nigga good
So I can cop a and drive the fuck out the hood
'Cause baby-mama screaming, "Your 12 months"
Can't live life rocks and smoking blunts

Hanging wit' the niggas pay the bills
And broke and 30 give a nigga the chills
So what we gotta do is and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see shit?
(Hell yeah, I that shit)

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

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

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

After mad blunts and gin we had the made
I my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a arcade
Mad games, tables and candy
A extra chicken loot be comin' in handy

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

We was it up
All the sexy young bitches stressin' givin' it up
Same bitches suckin' dick tryin' to to thrill me
the niggaz I killed is out to kill me

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

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

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

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

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

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

The doctor said I about three weeks of recovery
But the nurses is me
Saying the part of the day is my half
Feedin' me and givin' me a sponge baths

Niggas say I dead in the streets
Nigga, I'm getting high getting on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about a million
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my

Next two years, I see about a billion
All for the love of drug
Got no love for the other side, fuck them
Any repurcussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clips
All the time, Big kick the raw rhyme
Raw flows, and how it goes

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

On the road to riches and rings
Real niggaz do real