Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Now you dun a lot of talk about me and my niggaz
Them worldwide mobb figures
From triumph to
To right on top and niggaz still mad at me

For that big truck on 24's
A feat in ATL game, locked jaw
Man dat's what my nigga got for
Bein' too motherfuckin' raw for fuckboys.

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

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

I know mama, you did your at raisin' me
Now your baby dun a G
When I'm out in them
The only one got me is me
I keep my upon 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 in my new balance
A lot of rappers but not enough raw
Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustla
So we our own label sellin' bricks legit

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

Straight from the heart, 'em walk
Live for the day wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin' wrong, I seen tha streets rap
Rounda tough with niggaz
I seen preachers put in the roughest of niggaz

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

I know mama, you did your best at me
Now your dun became a G
When I'm out in them
The one that got me is me
I keep my 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 all I got in the game everyday is me
talk

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

And ain't no body no that can stop me
Call me cocky..you tennis, I'm
Mix a bit of 'Pac E-docky
With black Rocky and my you got me

Real talk, I took a shall unless it was support
I'm stressin' my thought
And I walk dogs, I'm a soldier
Dontcha be like me when you grow up?

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

I mama, you did your best at raisin' me
Now your baby dun 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 raise no
So if a wanna 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