Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

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

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

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

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

You're, maid, you ain't a gangsta, you a sucker ass
These niggaz, of your bark, but bitch I touch ass
And bust back, what's that, it's face mob in
Icarus, Reggie, Jamal and Treach

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, Funk Doc, I thought you knew
P P P in the back an' they to, jump
Thorough borough, bricks, ashy kid
I fuck chicks off Flicks

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

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

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

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

But they know I got a gun big as arm
And I know a old lady, that'll choke their
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 Japanese bitch, with my in her hand
is the plan, I'm about to get in the van
Go and get rid of the man, I did it again

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

The nigga, that'll the shit 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

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

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

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

Or a fake, that'll see me at my wake
Or a tryin' to infilitrate, give me a case
I'm real like, bitch, get the fuck out my
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 five, knockin' out tall, niggaz
We real plottin' on dummies with tall figures
Real niggaz. hands on forty caliber
Bullets hummin', real like Redman's comin'

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

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

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

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