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 screaming "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 and drive the fuck out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming "Your 12 months"
Can't live life slinging and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the dont pay the bills
And broke at thirty give a nigga the chills
So we got to do is creep
when we see a vic
Did you see shit

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

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

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

Verse
After mad blunts and gin we had the plan
I bought my wifey a crib and bought the mafia an
mad games, pool tables, and
a little trick'n loot be comin handy
check it, got on some '95
sold the 5 the 6
Del vet the lex, we was set
Neno had 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 best to threw me
said the niggas i killed is out to 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 missing
Had to get out this
still hitting
Feelin hot in my back
six shots, smoked a nigga wit the mac
The nigga wit the shottie still
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 road to the riches and rings
Real niggas do real
Hanging wit the niggas is the song I
Real niggas do real

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

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

Biggie talks to someone Lil'Ceaser

Three:
The doctor said I need 3 weeks of recovery
But the is lovin me
Saying the best of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and me a sponge bath
Niggas say I died in the streets
Nigga, Im getting high getting head on the

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

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

On the road to and diamond rings
Real do real things