Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

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

Yo, powerful rap style off chronic to cosmic
Follow this flow from out the
My shine timeless, clique Minded'
My spent, knockin' out daily assignments
The capacity of my writtens y'all niggaz look mindless

In Kombat, I leave a challenger spineless
five-five-nine shit, three strike off
Dirty cop music that the streets can absorb
Old souls run deep in my pores, your
Predate the Earth, the path of civilizations

Nappy academy, manufactures the new
My be the jingle like, pockets of loose change
My crew bang to set the mic with Wu-Tang
y'all, Wu-Tang all in your poontang

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

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

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

Aiyyo it's Tony the rapper, the ballplayer
I won't rock Wally they make more flavors
'Bulletproof Wallets', off gators
And my .22 take off faces

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Voice raspy suddenly all the wanna gas me
Heard I did a song Ghost nasty
My murder rap tracks, clean like 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 hardest ever to step foot, in Chung King
Unclean, this year, show you who run
Dumb things, more a hundred thousand funding

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

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

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