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 Ray, what's up boo?

of mama screaming that, "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a
and plain, my man scooped 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 live life swinging and smoking blunts

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

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

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

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

mad blunts and gin we had the plan made
I my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a arcade
Mad games, tables and candy
A little extra chicken 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
slingin' O's he kept the profit, no one could stop it

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

as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun
The had a shottie, I was shootin' everybody
And I wasn't missing had to get out this

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

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

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

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

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 best of the day is my half
Feedin' me and givin' me a sponge baths

say I died dead in the streets
Nigga, I'm getting 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, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clips
All the time, Big Poppa the raw rhyme
Raw flows, and that's how it

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

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real