Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas Do Real Things

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

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

Chorus:

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

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

Alota long friends are foes now
Exposed now to my
No rock on my block
Your closed now
Dedicated to those who, made it
those who froze while interrogated.
Picture me giving the a victory by snitchin
I'd rather be in
Doin life, with you niggas runnin my wife
Fuck it Iam locked down do her right
I go my nine go
My eyes low, from
My shine glow, 5-0
Yo, let me think a minute, my jeep
The heat is in it, I better drive
Cause I aint wit bein, in a cell
Henny got me bent as hell, Usually I mix it ginger ale
I pass, where niggas fail, I stab for bail
I flash the wicked el, to have ya niggas, like what

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(Real niggas do real things, ya
I think its time for me go, Iam out
Nah son, one for BK. Ok Check 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 ya plan up
I leave a leave a innefect inelect
The LX or GS, my procedure be
Competition be ??? like D'z hittin the
Wit no left (stupid)
Look at your she wet
She do me because,
Iam over Biggie rockin a Kool G.
Well this, I got Colombians money
In the bed I hit your in
No love for cops my dunn is on the run again
Feel the rhyme, I got the shit locked liked prison
And '98 is to Iam gettin mines

Yea Cormega
Say No