Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

Real niggas ride us
You gotta ride the bus
Smoke till when my brain gon'
account so plush, the fed's on us

Real niggas ride us
You haters ride the bus
Smoke when my brain gon' bust
Bank so plush, the fed's on us

Kyjuan's a preppy hippy, the bridgy of Mississippi
I slang thangs, make bread, easy Jiffy
Call me a cool or a Mr. Refriger
Kids ask me "Mr. can you get and jiggy?"

I reply quickly, of Andres or Crissy
Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, watch me get
I wake up with two dimes, both Nikki
I'm a playa dirty, no passion marks, no

Cats make me sick when I roll y'all city
like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty
You gon' make me go into my days of U-City
Cornrows, bros and new Dickies

Ahh shit, when situation shitty
I got that thang me, plus I Puff like Diddy
You niggas can't hang with me, or pop the with me
So wrap mo' and hop in the Range with me

No picture me rollin', Optimo, four-four
Four-do' Rov', mink with matchin' Kangol
Whole like "Oh", freakin' 'em out they mind
D's with on 'em, jackers, I know they want 'em

Not, you see the watch, or G-shot
You hear me four, five blocks before you see me, that's the
I not speak on that, I speak on Zack
And how he better fix my shit or give my G's back

Salute the rugged, screen, you gotta love it
Navigational behind the ten, duckin' the public
Take my chain off to thaw out, four out
We fill, the fattest wad a you ever saw out

Son break the jar out, twist the
Only real niggas and smoke, patna trust me
If I'm lyin', bad mouth, slap then me
Cus me, suplex lamb, grab the and bust me

'Cause only real niggas wit' us
You gotta ride the bus
till when my brain gon' bust
Bank so plush, the fed's on us

Real ride wit' us
You gotta ride the bus
Smoke till when my brain gon'
Bank so plush, the fed's on us

I'm like the battery, I come through every on a cell
Mr. Energizer, forever to make a mil'
Fuck that Cris', let it spill, I hit the gas, and it peel
I'm twenty inches of Parelli, wha, up off the wheel

I hit the jewelry store at noon, slight of the chills
I got the face too damn chunky, it still read "Twelve"
Well, hell, not a shit starter but I be startin' some
Half the time I'm in the club, half the niggas pissed

Me, got they miss, I done, caught wrist
And they be thinkin' you cockblockin' you gave her a kiss
I walks over to bitch and asks her "Who's is this?"
Tell 'em one more time in case he forgets

I be the sleepy eyed, guy, the chinky eye
be like I, ay, EI, ready the guy
Nigga hella high, grammar, yellin "EI"
your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin' none

You seen this lady's face when I walked in the bank
I'm the boy, I'm Hollywood, smellin' like dank
Lookin' like I don't know left right
Holdin' a check, got the front desk like "Murphy's set for life"

I agree wit' em, I exchange with seeds in 'em
Drivin' in the rainiest Rov', TV's in 'em
I'm St. Lou, plus true to the arch I'm real
I'm Hollywood, plus to the heart equals a mil'

I'm killin' y'all, matter fact I'm myself
In a with T-Boz, I'm feelin' myself
It gets no better, Slo it gotta get better
get wood, gotta get dubs, we gotta get leather

I'm like, what, real playas roll on Lunatics like
And haters can't it wit' us and our blunts tight
We smokin till our brain gon'
Gettin' head in the of the truck, City what up

I'm like only niggas ride wit' us
You haters gotta the bus
Smoke till when my brain bust
account so plush, the fed's on us

Real niggas wit' us
You haters ride the bus
Smoke till when my brain gon'
Bank account so plush, the on us

Real niggas ride us
You haters gotta the bus
Smoke till my brain gon' bust
Bank so plush, the fed's on us

niggas ride wit' us
You haters gotta the bus
Smoke till my brain gon' bust
Bank so plush, the fed's on us