Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

Is the song I
Real niggaz do real
Hangin' with the is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the road to riches and diamond
niggaz do real things
Bustin' my toast off the drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring
Real niggaz do real things,

We started out makin', small time
Two little niggaz bakin', talkin' whippin' cakes
Get clothin' and big cheddar, it gets better
We had no of this shit, we just was with whatever

In front of your buildin' clockin', I was makin' a killin'
Right in front of your children, eightball in my pocket
was corrupt too, disrespectin' the fiends I used to
Look up to, take it or leave it, you

In different parts of the planet, to New York
I'm hollerin' Lifetimes', he 'Life's Too Short'
Parallel and jewels held high
To the Range, to the Rove, get exchanged, for souls

You know how the goes, slang to get G's
And in Chinese, everybody gains the same dough
Get your shit fuckin' with my sick squad
From Marcy, to the Bay y'all, we get large, in charge

On the road to riches and rings
Real do real things
Hangin' with the honies is the song I
Real niggaz do things

On the road to and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real
Bustin' my toast off the drinkin' 90 proof 'til spring
niggaz do real things

So now you own a label, I got one too
We on a roll now, nobody stop our crew
You can treat us convicts, you know we got records
On the shelf and on the the double deckers

The fat donkey house down the block, to me
You criticize the way I walk, you see my bankbook?
I'm not a crook, I flipped the script and my ways
So I can get

Everyday I see the same old shit, I see in the
I know you think I'm sellin' keys but I only beats
Dopefiend music, drug related
You can buy it on the corner, get a radio and it

It sounds better when you turn it up loud
Rap music, let these motherfuckers what we about
I know gay ass record labels keep fuckin' niggaz
It's just like in the main, how much you get?

On the to riches, and diamond rings
Real do real things
Hangin' with the is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real
Bustin' my toast off the roof drinkin' 90 proof spring
Real niggaz do real

That's right, I been a hustler for a time
Always got the right beats, saying wrong rhymes
I started off with nothing up with everything
Now we sip Hennessee in first class on every

Ask Jay-Z, he what I'm sayin'
Always see me at the bank and yes I'm goin'
There no dollar amount, that can make me happy
Fine women, a big house, a and a Caddy

Now peep, how sweet, niggaz can get
Put beef aside, the and Westside connect
Short Dawg, and Jigga the, fo'-fo' flow
I got love for y'all motherfuckers, y'all just don't

I know y'all got a thing for rag six-fo's
I like the five speed drops, pop the then go
If you want it, keep ballin', and if you stop
I want to rest in peace, as well as 'Pac, how real is that?

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do things
Hangin' with the honies is the I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the road to riches and diamond
niggaz do real things
Bustin' my toast off the roof drinkin' 90 'til spring
Real niggaz do things

And I'm out, Beyotch, Short in the house
Jigga, much love, Dawg, get your money main
All the way from the coast
Uhh, how is that