Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

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

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

We started out makin', time bacon
Two little niggaz bakin', 'bout whippin' cakes
Get clothin' and big cheddar, hopin' it better
We had no knowledge of shit, we just was with whatever

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

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

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

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

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

So now you own a label, I got one too
We on a now, can't nobody stop our crew
You can treat us like convicts, you know we got
On the shelf and on the the double deckers

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

I see the same old shit, I see in the streets
I know you I'm sellin' keys but I only sell beats
Dopefiend music, it's drug
You can buy it on the corner, get a and play it

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

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

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

That's right, I been a for a long time
Always got the beats, never saying wrong rhymes
I started off with nothing ended up with
Now we sip Hennessee in first class on plane

Ask Jay-Z, he know what I'm
see me at the bank and yes I'm goin' again
There ain't no dollar amount, can make me happy
Fine women, a big house, a truck and a

Now peep, how sweet, lives can get
Put beef aside, the East and Westside
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 them rag
I like the five speed drops, pop the clutch go
If you it, keep ballin', and if you jealous stop
I want Biggie to rest in peace, as as 'Pac, how real is that?

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

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