Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

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

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

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

Fuck standin' around them get close up and down an'
I done came to get brains
Shoot you twice in your
Then leave your boxin' shorts full of stains

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Skunk I blow, off to the trunk I go
Pull the out slow, dump out foe
I'm the nigga, that the streets
I'm the nigga, make 3-ways outta nigga PJ's

The nigga, that'll smack the out the DJ
If he give Icarus shit a replay
Poker flush, niggaz joke too much
And my gun got cancer, it too much, we

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

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

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

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

I'm a nigga, if I don't get no bigger
I'm five, still knockin' out tall, niggaz
We real niggaz on dummies with tall figures
niggaz. hands on forty caliber triggers
Bullets hummin', real like Redman's fifth

Trigger
Bastards blunts, Buddhas bullets, black gats is the
Fuck a jingle, old bitches break for Bingo
Christmas I crack Yak, an' Kris with Kringle
Gettin' funk from Nymphos an' scratch my nuts single

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

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

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