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 Ray, what's up boo?

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
in his ear "This is what we got to do, G"

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

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

Columbian Dominican, yeah
he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, 20 G's, please,
Blew his brain's out 'cause witnesses we leave

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

On the road to and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the I sing
Real niggaz do 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 '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 bitches ain't stressin' givin' it up
Same bitches suckin' dick 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 other had a shottie, I was shootin'
And I wasn't had to get out this position

Niggas still hitting, 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 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 and diamond rings
Real do real things
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the I sing
Real niggaz do real

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

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

The doctor I need about three weeks of recovery
But the is lovin' me
the best part of the day is my half
Feedin' me breakfast and me a sponge baths

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

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

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

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do things