Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

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

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

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

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

I mama, you did your best at raisin' me
Now your dun became 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 nigga get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang
'Cause really all I got in the everyday is me
talk

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause you know mama you raise no bitch
So if a wanna get at me
I be out in streets, my thang cocked
'Cause really all I got in the everyday is me
talk

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

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

Real talk, I never a shall unless it was support
I'm stressin' my thought
And I walk dogs, I'm a soldier
Dontcha wanna be like me when you up?

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

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

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