Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Yeah, real talk for my 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 drop
Same nigga, the flow
nigga that'll spin a nigga's 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 your up
'Fore I send a of niggaz, that'll hit your man's up
While you wanna-be thugs, better pull pants up
the shit, hit the fan
Then I fuck, fans up
These niggaz, got a nigga fucked up
Hating motherfuckers, I'll show you what the is
Show you niggaz how to lose teeth, keep running off at the
And I can show you niggaz, the sleep is
Better give it up, when you hear the Trae
When I hit the block in black, ass better pray
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 to the block
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the
I'll put it on the pack, and ride for it first
jump, gonna be the first nigga that'll slide for it
They wanna see me in a zone, when I try for it
Any real nigga, up and get an eye for it
Cause I'm oh so real, though
And I'm next in the line, finna the world what it was
H-Town, till the
Intuition of a nigga Pac, finna let it rain for the thugs

Somebody better give me the crown, these out of line
And I see, I gotta put 'em in they
Everyday it be the same old shit, I click on a bitch
I don't really, pay another case
Whey they niggaz wanna try a nigga, a nigga soft than a bitch
I'll lean on a nigga, like on a switch
Better chill, 'fore I get to off on a bitch
Lace the Nike's, and break a nigga jaw in bitch
Everybody, wanna about the South
But I promise, you niggaz'll take another route
A.B.N., fin to hit a ass in the drought
In the right now, (no doubt)
If you got a problem Trae, let's get it on
Iggy on lock, so I'm back in a zone still packing the
I was for the hood, so I'm bad to the bone
I roll on the block, it's half of the bone
Shit just got wrong, you can it in my tone
(I'm pissed), but I'm still along
Yeah JayTon, still along
So the in the blue, got love for the Home
For the H, and the West
I"ll put it on a nigga, in the way
be your worst day, and I put it on Trae
Motherfuckers better get in a line, or the dirt you gon lay
This right here, for my nigga Nick
In a hospital bed, gone
I'll run up on a bitch nigga, who that out that out
Feel I gotta hit his ass, the chrome
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