Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

From borough to borough, to block
It don't stop like 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 to city and coast to coast
Real niggaz in the spot profit the most
To all my peoples in the hood on way to the top
Get yours, anybody likes it or not

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

Eighty-eight Pumas, velor
Dusted out in the staircase [unverified] pays me
So many I need both stages
two your two cars can't touch my four bracelets

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

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

From borough to borough, to block
It don't like paper 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
niggaz 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

Bust gun, but I still touch ya son
I run 'cause a nigga got, dusty lungs
And I talk people be like, you must be from
The N.Y. but I tell 'em nah I'm straight Californian

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

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

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

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

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

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