Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of about me and my niggaz
Outlaw worldwide mobb figures
From to tragedy
To right on top and niggaz still mad at me

For pushin' that big on 24's
A square feat in ATL game, jaw
Man what my nigga got shot for
Bein' too raw for these fuckboys.

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

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

I know mama, you did your at raisin' me
Now baby dun became a G
I'm out in them streets
The only one got me is me
I keep my hand my heat

you know mama 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

Everyday is a new
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 start our own label sellin' legit

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

Straight from the heart, makin' 'em
for the day don't wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin' they wrong, I seen tha rap
Rounda tough with niggaz
I seen preachers put religion in the of niggaz

They say gangstaz don't that long, too many turn-coals
That's fucked up, puttin' cuffs on your
Coincidental the Outlawz
And raisin' a thug nation, we

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

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

Yeah, my mother made no sucker
in the gutta, I'm a made mothafucka
All I is get paid mothafucka
All day mothafucka, one way or

And no body no where that can stop me
Call me cocky..you tennis, I'm
Mix a little bit of 'Pac
black Rocky and my pops you got me

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

A man of comma, good karma
Niggaz wants drama, I got the solva
Big ass Cig, that shit
Plus the bully that a fully

I mama, you did your best at raisin' me
Now your baby dun a G
When I'm out in streets
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 streets, my thang cocked
'Cause really all I got in the game is me
Real talk, y la