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

of mama 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 and drive the fuck out the hood
'Cause screaming, "Your daughter 12 months"
live life swinging rocks and smoking blunts

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

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

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

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

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

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

We was it up
All the young bitches ain't stressin' givin' it up
bitches suckin' dick tryin' to dress to thrill me
Said the 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 had a shottie, I was shootin' everybody
And I wasn't had to get out this position

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

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

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

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

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

The said I need about three weeks of recovery
But the is lovin' me
Saying the best 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 head on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about a million
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my

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

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

On the road to riches and rings
niggaz do real things