Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

Yeah, I just shot a in Yonkers nigga, shit crazy, huh?
And I grew up bumping motherfucking D-Block
Styles P, you know I get
motherfucking Jada, look

Damn, life the odds
got a plug, lost the feds, he got robbed
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 street kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved locked bars
I was hustling in the day, moves in the dark
Nigga you ain't got a clue 'bout me, I to God
say I'm real and they say I'm humble
Get out the hood where I'm most comfortable
Play with me and I'mma go
Shot a video in the middle of
Real niggas, up?

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

Only thing I to do is loop the beat again
I came back strong Peterson
They wanted to smoke dust so I brought leaders in
See you at the crossroads if we ever meet again
School never out, a lot of shit you never know
Sitting on the mother-load these telling though
Fell back I can't be y'all haters
Praying for my downfall', downfall
Then you wonder why I be around ball
Cause these niggas doing the Feds small
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside where the strength is, North Memphis

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

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

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

Wassup,
Too niggas