Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

Yo, yo Asia, God?
It's the God shit
Uh-huh, baby, let's just murder this track
my word
Yeah, Dave West
Uh-huh, yeah aiyyo spank 'em
(Yeah)

Yo, powerful rap robotic off chronic to cosmic
Follow this flow out the projects
My shine timeless, 'Criminal Minded'
My spent, knockin' out daily assignments
The of my writtens make y'all niggaz look mindless

In Mortal Kombat, I a challenger spineless
This five-five-nine shit, three off
Dirty cop killer that the streets can absorb
Old souls run deep in my pores, desperation
Predate the Earth, formin' the path of

Nappy academy, the new slang
My singles be the like, pockets of loose change
My bang to set the mic a-fire with Wu-Tang
School y'all, all in your poontang

Bullies of the block knock, gun in face
Run in your house, tie you up and run in safe
I'm from a sheisty-ass where the gangsters dwell
Crack sellin' to rap federal, we takin' this mail,

borough to borough, block to block
It stop like paper when the new shit drop
To all my peoples in the hood on way to the top
Get yours, whether anybody it or not

From city to city and to coast
Real niggaz in the gotta profit the most
To all my in the hood on their way to the top
Get yours, anybody likes it or not

Aiyyo Tony the rapper, Starks the ballplayer
I won't Wally 'til they make more flavors
'Bulletproof Wallets', off gators
And my .22 shotty'll off faces

Pumas, velor laces
Dusted out in the staircase [unverified] pays me
So many hits I need both
Your two your two cars can't touch my four

One of the Williest niggaz from Staten
Ran through Manhattan Wally's made of satin
Cherry-pop copper top niggaz rattin', what happened?
Had to end a with the mac-10

Masquerades, Feds ask and raid
Raekwon shallah still be in my
They knew it was them, plus they saw him do
On tour with Theodore Genie full ill

From borough to borough, to block
It don't stop like when the new shit drop
To all my in the hood on their way to the top
Get yours, whether likes it or not

From city to city, and to coast
Real niggaz in the gotta profit the most
To all my peoples in the hood on way to the top
Get yours, whether likes it or not

Bust your gun, but I touch ya son
I don't run a nigga got, dusty lungs
And when I people be like, you must be from
The N.Y. but them I tell 'em nah I'm straight

make me born again, ballin' where the Warlords dwell
I rank first place in the tournament
Go 'head, act cocky, and your match
Next time I see you bet you'll be one of the speechless

Voice suddenly all the hoes wanna gas me
Heard I did a song with Ghost
My murder rap murder tracks, clean a cat who dress flashy
Y'all niggaz what's the ass be, they whole trashy

Uncut live I got to say one
I'm the workin' ever to step foot, in Chung King
Unclean, year, show you who run things
Dumb things, more than a thousand funding

From borough to borough, block to
It don't like paper when the new shit drop
To all my peoples in the hood on way to the top
Get yours, whether anybody it or not

From city to city, and to coast
niggaz in the spot gotta profit the most
To all my in the hood on their way to the top
Get yours, whether likes it or not

Yeah, yeah Ghost Deini, Planet Asia
Y'all how we do, straight up
I got my man Perm me in the booth
A.C.T., word up, it's like that Enterprise, screw y'all
The W, the Clan, for real hotter than a gun on the sun
Yo