Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas Do Real Things

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

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

Cormega

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

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

Alota time friends are foes now
now to my four-pound
No rock on my block
Your spot now
Dedicated to those who, made it
Fuck who froze while interrogated.
me giving the cops a victory by snitchin
I'd rather be in
Doin life, you niggas runnin though my wife
Fuck it Iam locked down forever do her
I go my nine go
My eyes low, hydro
My glow, fuck 5-0
Yo, let me a minute, my jeep tinted
The heat is in it, I drive slow
Cause I aint wit bein, in a cell
Henny got me as hell, Usually I mix it with ginger ale
I pass, where niggas fail, I stab for bail
I flash the wicked el, to ya niggas, down 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
Also as the planna Montana
Wit banana clips, ya man up
My rhymes got ya swichtin ya up
I leave a leave a innefect with
The LX or GS, my be best
Competition be ??? like D'z hittin the
Wit no left (stupid)
at your bitch she wet
She do me because,
Iam rappin Biggie rockin a Kool G.
Well this, I got Colombians money
In the bed I hit honey in
No love for cause my dunn is on the run again
Feel the rhyme, I got the locked liked prison time
And '98 is to late Iam mines

Yea Cormega
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