Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Straight from the heart, 'em walk
Live for the day don't wait for
Hatas gettin' they wrong, I tha streets rap
Rounda with some niggaz
I seen preachers put religion in the roughest of

They say gangstaz don't live that long, too many
fucked up, puttin' cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the instrumental
And raisin' a thug nation, we

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 my hand 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
really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real

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

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

Real talk, I took a shall unless it was support
I'm stressin' ain't my
And I these dogs, I'm a soldier
Dontcha wanna be like me when you up?

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

I know mama, you did your best at me
Now baby dun became a G
I'm out in them streets
The one that 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 cocked
really all I got in the game everyday is me
Real talk, y la