Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

Real niggaz, yeah, yeah,
Real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, niggaz, yeah, yeah

Yeah, now, now is you ready for this, c'mon
Do you really you ready for this, c'mon
Do you that you ready for this, huh
We gonna see if you ready for

I be the sweeper, nigga
Quick to leave your whole block shook an' at
From fuckin' round with the
Eleven, twenty-four, act 47

who's standin' around them get close up and down an'
I done here to get brains
Shoot you twice in your
Then leave your boxin' shorts full of shit

You're, bitch maid, you a gangsta, you a sucker ass
niggaz, scared of your bark, but bitch I touch ass
And bust back, what's that, face mob in effect
Icarus, Reggie, Jamal and Treach

I told you talkin' wasn't shit to me
So bitch be more specific you spit for me
It ain't shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degree, a discharge a dick
Disease, you lil' maggot, time thug for a faggot
Plastic ass chump, you don't want no

niggaz, louder, real niggaz, louder, louder
Real niggaz, yo, niggaz

Yo, yo, yo, it's Funk Doc, I you knew
P P P in the back an' they parkin' to,
Thorough borough, bricks, elbow kid
I fuck off Elmo Flicks

My tape is off safety, the gun
Mouth to barrel, I spit, it numbs the
So what cha, what cha wanna, yo, my is beastie
We grew up untamed, an' eatin'

You sharks in the water, avoid the end
We only fuck chicks that enjoys the
Young Ike Turners, disco
camp, nobody turn up

I roll up a X came with kits
Leave you with nightmares, Dana was with
I can train yo' bitch, with a an' whip
It blow the down while I change the clip

Yo, don't approach me wrong, kids call me 'Smokey-mon'
'Cause the that I light set off smoke alarms
And I stand on the corner 'til my is gone
Niggaz, wanna get ice picks, poke the don

But they know I got a gun big as arm
And I a old lady, that'll choke their moms
A attitude, what I don't walk without
Nigga, time for it, you just talk about

Ic is the man, and I been to Japan
Got a bitch, with my dick in her hand
This is the plan, I'm to get in the van
Go and get rid of the man, I done did it

I blow, then off to the trunk I go
Pull the pump out slow, out foe
I'm the nigga, the streets raised
I'm the nigga, that'll 3-ways outta nigga PJ's

The nigga, smack the shit out the DJ
If he don't give Icarus a replay
Poker flush, y'all niggaz joke too
And my gun got cancer, it too much, we

Real niggaz, louder, real niggaz, louder,
Real niggaz, yo, niggaz

First of all, you gotta have balls unlike who act hard
I was real ever since I out my pops black balls
I'm real, I can sense and tap calls
I'm real, I when haters wanna clap mal

I a nigga, eye to eye when I speak
I'm transparent, I can see if you a killer or a
Or a bitch that'll do to get rich
Or a that'll drop dime on the click

Or a fake, that'll rather see me at my
Or a Jake to infilitrate, give me a case
I'm like, bitch, get the fuck out my face
I'm real let me stick my dick in ya mouth, give you a taste

I'm a real nigga, if I get no bigger
I'm five, still knockin' out tall, niggaz
We real niggaz plottin' on dummies tall figures
Real niggaz. on forty caliber triggers
Bullets hummin', real like Redman's comin'

Trigger
blunts, Buddhas bullets, black gats is the lingo
Fuck a jolly jingle, old bitches break for
Christmas time I crack Yak, an' Kris with
Gettin' from Nymphos an' scratch my nuts witcho' single

Who's the game scratcher the rap masters
Name is Hey, the Gay-G after
My thugs on the street the heat, listen to me
See them diamond D.M. medallions, snatch, you 'em to me

Mally G's a part of me, Icky slips his ownself
In armories, fuck with Redman
You're a dead man at the
be, Adebisi greasy, put him on to me, fuck that

I'm a throwin' flames Fanatic, brains come at it
Beat you with the that they used to frame the attic
Your skank-ass, go 'Voo-doo', poodle-wig rashy
Rusty and trusty, musty wack