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 house,
whats up Michelle Ray, up boo?

One:
Sick of screaming that "Get a job, nigga"
to the limit, got to rob me a nigga
Simple and plain, my man me in a hooptie
Wispered 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
baby-mama screaming "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't live life slinging and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the
And being broke at thirty a nigga the chills
So what we got to do is
we see a sweet vic
Did you see that

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

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

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

Two:
After mad and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib and bought the an arcade
mad games, tables, and candy
a little extra loot be comin handy
check it, got on '95 shit
sold the 5 the 6
Del vet the lex, we was set
had work all in the projects
niggas slingin o's he kept the
no one stop it
we was it up
all the young bitches stressin,
up
same bitches suckin'
tryin their to threw me
said the niggas i is out to kill me
as she smoked on that note
I saw
One had a mac spittin,
all I saw was gun
The had a shottie,
I was everybody
And I missing
Had to get out position
Niggas hitting
hot ones in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a wit the mac
The nigga wit the shottie busting
cussing, maricon's and
all i'm tryna do is ya
Two shots in the

his ass out
Then I passed out (passed out, out)

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

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

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

Biggie talks to someone about

Three:
The doctor I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the nurses is me
the best part of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and giving me a bath
Niggas say I dead in the streets
Nigga, Im high getting head on the beach

Sitting on about a million
all my niggas,
All my guns,
All my
two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug
Got no for the other side,
Fuck them
Any repurcussion,
Junior M.A.F.I.A. clips
All the
Big kick the raw rhyme
raw
And how it goes

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

On the road to riches and rings
Real do real things