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
P, you know I get high
That Jada, look

Damn, life the odds
Finally got a plug, lost the feds, he got
Damn, since I been running the mob
Ain't none but drive by's, and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking the stars
Though the niggas that you loved locked behind bars
I was hustling in the day, pulling moves in the
Nigga you ain't got a clue me, I swear to God
They say I'm and they say I'm humble
Get money out the hood where I'm comfortable
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 every 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 strong Adrien Peterson
They wanted to smoke dust so I brought them in
See you at the crossroads that's if we meet again
School never lets out, a lot of shit you know
Sitting on the mother-load these niggas telling
back I can't be around y'all haters
Praying for my downfall', downfall
Then you why I be around ball players
Cause these niggas the Feds small favors
Yeah, I in the trenches
I reside where the strength is, salute Memphis

hollering D-Block on these blocks
10 of mid green in my weed spot
I had a brick in a in the Fiat
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a road you know you gotta detour
35 in the for a kilo
I'm getting money on the 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 life they say they live
I ain't a trap rapping nigga I speak real
I just beat a case I was facing 10 to
I'm a if I die tonight
Five off this rap shit one off the
Me and did some epic shit
And to you fuck this some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they hollering CMG, when see them G's
'Cause they see them and they see them keys
And see this 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 you can see them tonight
If he try some funny I got two Glocks
My man's to come home I got a shoe box for him
told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him work and got a new block for him
Then they hate you get it so say that you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nobody
Few that I love that's my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift tears to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and some hood
Amigos just hit me he got some good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too real