Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

- nelly) 2x
Real ride wit' us
You gotta ride the bus
Smoke 'til when my brain bust
account so plush, the feds on us
Real niggas ride wit' us (and ladies)
You gotta ride the bus (we drop crazy)
Smoke 'til when my gon' bust
Bank account so plush, the on us

(kyjuan)
Kyjuan's a hippy, cross the bridgy of mississippi
I slang thangs, make bread, easy jiffy
me a cool nigga or a mr. refriger'
Kids ask me ("mr. can you get crunk and ")
I reply quickly, bottle of andres or
Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, watch me get
I up with two dimes, both named nikki
I'm a playa dirty, no marks, no hickies
Cats make me sick when I roll through y'all
like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty
You gon' make me go into my days of u-city
Cornrows, penny bros and new
Ahh shit, when situation shitty
I got that thang with me, 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

(ali)
Check,
No me rollin, optimo, glocka four-four
Four-do' range rov', with matchin kangol
hood like "oh", freakin 'em out they mind
D's with diamonds on 'em, jackers, I know want 'em
Not, you see the watch, rollie or
You me four, five blocks before you see me, that's the knock
I need not on that, I speak on zack
And how he better fix my shit or my eight g's back
Salute the rugged, flip screen, you gotta it
Navigational behind the ten, duckin the public
Take my chain off to out, battle four out
We fill, the wad a hun'neds you ever saw out
Son break the jar out, the muskie
Only real niggas ride and smoke, trust me
If I'm lyin, bad mouth, slap then me
Cuss me, suplex lamb, grab the and bust me
only....

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(nelly)
I'm like the battery, I come through every on a cell (duracell)
Mr. energizer, forever ready to make a
that cris', let it spill, I hit the gas, and make it peel
I'm twenty inches of parelli, wha, up off the wheel
I hit the store at noon, slight case of the chills
I got the face too damn chunky 'cause it's read "twelve"
Well hell, not a shit starter but I be some shit
Half the time I'm in the club, the niggas gettin pissed
Me, got they miss, I done, caught wrist
And they be thinkin you cockblockin 'cause you gave her a
I walks over to your bitch and her "who's is this? "
(yours nelly)
Tell 'em one more time in case he forgets
I be the sleepy eyed, kinky guy, the eye
Comin be i, ay, ei, ready the guy
Nigga hella high, country grammar, "ei!"
your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin none

(murphy lee)
You shoulda' seen this ladie's face when I walked in the
I'm the school boy, I'm hollywood, smellin like
Lookin I don't know left from right
Holdin a check, got the whole front like "murphy's set for life!"
I agree wit' em, I exchange with seeds in 'em
Drivin eighty in the rov', tv's in 'em
I'm st. lou, plus true to the arch equals I'm
I'm hollywood, plus to the heart equals a mil'
I'm y'all, matter fact I'm killin myself
In a with t-boz, I'm feelin myself
It gets no better, slo says it get better
Gotta get wood, gotta get dubs, we get leather
I'm like, what, real roll on dubs (lunatics like)
And haters can't kick it us (and our blunts tight)
We 'til our brain gon' bust
Gettin in the back of the truck, city what up
I'm only....

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