Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

Yeah, I just shot a video in Yonkers nigga, shit crazy,
And I up bumping that motherfucking D-Block
P, you know I get high
That motherfucking Jada,

Damn, life against the
Finally got a plug, lost the feds, he got
Damn, since I been with the mob
none but drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas you really loved locked behind bars
I was hustling in the day, pulling in the dark
Nigga you ain't got a clue 'bout me, I to God
They say I'm and they say I'm humble
Get money out the hood where I'm most
with me and I'mma go bucks
Shot a in the middle of Yonkers
Real niggas, up?

Know my pops Memphis
I used to go out there summer as a kid, know what I mean?
Ride around to the O'Jays and shit

Only I Pools to do is loop the beat again
I came back Adrien Peterson
They wanted to smoke dust so I them leaders in
See you at the crossroads that's if we ever meet
School never lets out, a lot of shit you never
Sitting on the mother-load these telling though
Fell back I be around y'all haters
for my downfall', downfall prayers
Then you wonder why I be around ball
Cause these niggas doing the small favors
Yeah, I in the trenches
I reside where the strength is, salute Memphis

They hollering D-Block on these
10 pounds of mid green in my weed
I had a brick in a half in the
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a block you know you gotta detour
35 in the for a kilo
I'm money on the east shout to B-more
Get these haters out my view so I can see
Clearly, it's nigga's not the one they say they is
It's clearly that they not 'bout that they say they live
I ain't a trap rapping I speak real life
I just beat a I was facing 10 to life
I'm a multimillionaire if I die
Five off this rap shit one off the
Me and did some epic shit
And to you fuck niggas this some disrespectful

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they hollering CMG, when see them G's
'Cause they see them pounds and see them keys
And they see this ice and they see V's
But the shooters squeeze on
I use to dream on having one key of white
Now I have a whole you can see them tonight
If he try funny I got two Glocks for'em
My man's to come home I got a shoe box for him
Youngin' me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say that you
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nobody
Few things I love that's my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift tears to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and some shit
Amigos hit me said he got some good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too real