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 Ray, whats up boo?

One:
Sick of mama that "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a
and plain, my man scooped me in a hooptie
Wispered in his ear "This is we got to do, G"
Got to bang a and bang a nigga good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming "Your 12 months"
Can't live life rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the
And being broke at thirty give a nigga the
So we got to do is creep
when we see a vic
Did you see shit

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

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

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

Verse
After mad blunts and gin we had the plan
I my wifey a crib and bought the mafia an arcade
mad games, tables, and candy
a little extra trick'n loot be handy
it, got on some '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 the profit
no one stop it
we was it up
all the sexy bitches stressin,
up
same suckin' dick
tryin best to threw me
the niggas i killed is out to kill me
Soon as she smoked on note
I saw
One had a mac spittin,
all I saw was gun
The had a shottie,
I was everybody
And I wasn't
Had to get out position
Niggas still
Feelin hot in my back
Licked six shots, a nigga wit the mac
The nigga wit the shottie still
cussing, maricon's and
all i'm do is shoot ya
Two in the ruga

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

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

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

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

Biggie talks to someone Lil'Ceaser

Verse
The said I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the is lovin me
Saying the best of the day is my half
Feeding me and giving me a sponge bath
say I died dead in the streets
Nigga, Im getting high getting head on the

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

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

On the road to riches and rings
Real niggas do things