Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my
Them Outlaw mobb figures
triumph to tragedy
To right back on top and niggaz mad at me

For pushin' that big truck on
A square in ATL game, locked jaw
Man dat's what my got shot for
too motherfuckin' raw for these fuckboys.

See the darkness, see the light, he wanna it
loves company and that's the real shit
But in 2005 I'm on some kill
Fo' niggaz sneak upon me and this

I'm takin' a stand with Mac in hand..a killer
Like them niggaz Pakistan
It's simple, gotta git 'em I die
Like the old west see how we low tex da

I know mama, you did best at raisin' me
Now your dun became a G
When I'm out in them
The one that got me is me
I my hand upon my heat

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no
So if a nigga get at me
I be out in them streets, my cocked
'Cause all I got in the game everyday is me
Real

is a new challenge
I'm a savage in my new
A lot of but not enough raw talent
Blame the machine but it I'm a hustla bitch
So we our own label sellin' bricks legit

Power to the people, a lot of power in my
We da hope for the hopeless, the for the voiceless
soldiers, we still in the game
Years later last members fuckin' feelin' the

Straight the heart, makin' 'em walk
for the day don't wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin' wrong, I seen tha streets rap
Rounda tough some niggaz
I seen put religion in the roughest of niggaz

They say gangstaz don't live that long, too turn-coals
That's fucked up, cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the instrumental
And a thug nation, we influential

I know mama, you did your best at me
Now your baby dun a G
I'm out in them streets
The one that got me is me
I keep my upon my heat

'Cause you know you didn't raise no bitch
So if a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang
'Cause really all I got in the everyday is me
Real

Yeah, my ain't made no sucker
Raised in the gutta, I'm a mothafucka
All I know is get mothafucka
All day mothafucka, one way or

And ain't no body no where that can me
me cocky..you tennis, I'm hockey
Mix a little bit of E-docky
With black and my pops you got me

Real talk, I never took a unless it was support
I'm ain't my thought
And I walk these dogs, I'm a
Dontcha wanna be like me you grow up?

A man of honor comma, karma
Niggaz drama, I got the problem solva
Big ass Cig, that's shit
Plus the bully that a automatic

I know mama, you did your best at me
Now your dun became a G
When I'm out in streets
The only one got me is me
I keep my upon my heat

'Cause you mama you didn't raise no bitch
So if a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my cocked
really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real talk, y la