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, whats up

Verse
Sick of screaming that "Get a job, nigga"
to the limit, got to rob me a nigga
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in a
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 and drive the fuck out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming "Your 12 months"
Can't live slinging rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the
And broke at thirty give a nigga the chills
So we got to do is creep
we see a sweet vic
Did you see shit

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

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

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

Two:
After mad blunts and gin we had the 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
the 5 bought the 6
Del vet the lex, we was set
Neno had all in the projects
niggas o's he kept the profit
no one could it
we was it up
all the young bitches stressin,
up
same bitches suckin'
tryin their best to 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
Feelin hot in my back
Licked six shots, a nigga wit the mac
The nigga wit the shottie busting
cussing, and puta's
all i'm tryna do is ya
Two in the ruga

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

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

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

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

Biggie talks to about Lil'Ceaser

Three:
The doctor I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the is lovin me
Saying the part of the day is my half
me breakfast and giving me a sponge bath
Niggas say I died dead in the
Nigga, Im getting 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 dealin
Got no for the other side,
Fuck them
Any repurcussion,
Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit
All the
Big Poppa the raw rhyme
raw
And how it goes

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

On the road to riches and diamond
Real do real things