Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Yeah, real for my niggaz on the block
I been wrecking for a second, but I that I wouldn't stop
I been in it my niggaz, for a long time
But they gotta give it to me, cause they know I wouldn't
Same nigga, the flow
Same nigga that'll spin a ass up, throw his ass in the trunk
I'm a representative, for the
Try to run up on me, I'll teach a how to stunt
Southwest, you better get hands up
'Fore I a wave of niggaz, that'll hit your man's up
While you thugs, better pull your pants up
the shit, hit the fan
Then I fuck, fans up
These niggaz, really got a fucked up
Hating motherfuckers, I'll you what the beef is
Show you niggaz how to teeth, keep running off at the mouth
And I can you niggaz, what the sleep is
Better give it up, when you hear the Trae
When I hit the block in black, your ass better
Tell the five in the hood, I don't
And I got more niggaz, in the
In the tip, of a K
And I run with the C's, and the B's on the
And the G's, and few B.D.'s on the
And I kept it real, so I got the keys to the
I'm a gangsta, they don't these on the block
put it on the pack, and I'll ride for it first
Nigga jump, gonna be the first nigga that'll for it
They wanna see me in a zone, when I try for it
Any nigga, stand up and get an eye for it
I'm oh so real, though homie
And I'm next in the line, finna show the what it was
H-Town, till the
Intuition of a nigga named Pac, let it rain for the thugs

Somebody better give me the crown, these out of line
And I see, I gotta put 'em in place
it be the same old shit, I gotta click on a bitch
I don't really, wanna pay case
Whey they niggaz wanna try a nigga, like a soft than a bitch
lean on a nigga, like Boss on a switch
Better chill, I get to going off on a bitch
Lace the Nike's, and break a jaw in this bitch
Everybody, wanna about the South
But I promise, you wanna take another route
A.B.N., fin to hit a ass in the drought
In the right now, (no doubt)
If you got a with Trae, let's get it on
Iggy on lock, so I'm back in a zone still packing the
I was late for the hood, so I'm bad to the
Since I on the block, it's half of the bone
just got wrong, you can hear it in my tone
(I'm pissed), but I'm still moving
Yeah JayTon, grooving along
So the niggaz in the blue, got for the Home
For the H, and the West
I"ll put it on a nigga, in the way
That'll be your day, and I put it on Trae
better get in a line, or the dirt where you gon lay
This right here, for my nigga named
In a hospital bed, half
I'll run up on a bitch nigga, who that out that out
Feel I gotta hit his ass, with the
Nothing less, R-E-S-T-L-E S
Stress, got a on amp
So I got mob for life, like
And I promise, I'm to be the champ