Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas Do Real Things

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This out to you(mega) LA DC the Queens and Brooklyn Crew
VA Atlanta, niggas from too. (uh huh) Yea Exclusive
You know how we do it kiko, Connecticut Cormega settin it

Yo, to my enemies, I no sympathy
Lay down forever, my tre-ocho, spray loco
we stand, divided we fall
In spite of it all, I am still the nigga,
keepin it real with
in my lungs, Henny fill my liver
Its on now, niggas get gone now
Or get torn down, with 4-Pounds my kick doors down
My dreamim for cream, we can all

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On the road to the riches and diamond
Real do real things
Iam rappin for the in the songs I sing
'cause real niggas do things

On the to the riches and diamond rings
Real do real things
Iam over beats by B.I.G.
'cause real do real things

Alota long friends are foes now
now to my four-pound
No tote on my block
spot closed now
Dedicated to those who, never it
Fuck those who froze interrogated.
Picture me the cops a victory by snitchin
I'd rather be in
Doin life, with you niggas though my wife
Fuck it Iam locked down forever do her
I go my nine go
My eyes low, hydro
My shine glow, 5-0
Yo, let me a minute, my jeep tinted
The heat is in it, I better drive
I aint wit bein, printed in a cell
Henny got me bent as hell, Usually I mix it ginger ale
I pass, where niggas fail, I stab for niggas
I flash the wicked el, to ya niggas, down like what

(x2)
(Real do real things, ya know
I its time for me go, Iam out kiko
Nah son, one more for BK. Ok it out)

Yo, QBC it be me C-O-R-M-E-G-A, get it
known as the planna Montana
Wit banana clips, ya man up
My rhymes got ya swichtin ya up
I leave a leave a with inelect
The LX or GS, my procedure be
Competition be ??? like D'z the spot
Wit no ki's (stupid)
at your bitch she wet
She do me because,
Iam rappin over Biggie rockin a G.
Well check this, I got money
In the bed I hit honey in
No love for cops my dunn is on the run again
Feel the rhyme, I got the shit locked liked time
And '98 is to late Iam gettin

Yea Cormega
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