Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Yeah, real talk for my on the block
I been wrecking for a second, but I promised I wouldn't stop
I in it with my niggaz, for a long time
But they give it to me, cause they know I wouldn't drop
nigga, with the flow
Same nigga that'll a nigga's ass up, throw his ass in the trunk
I'm a representative, for the
Try to run up on me, teach a nigga 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, really got a fucked up
Hating motherfuckers, show you what the beef is
Show you niggaz how to lose teeth, running off at the mouth
And I can you niggaz, what the sleep is
Better give it up, you hear the name Trae
I hit the block in black, your ass better pray
Tell the five in the hood, I play
And I got niggaz, in the slugs
In the tip, of a K
And I run the C's, and the B's on the block
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 I'll for it first
Nigga jump, gonna be the first that'll slide for it
They don't see me in a zone, when I try for it
Any real nigga, up and get an eye for it
I'm oh so real, though homie
And I'm next in the line, finna the world what it was
H-Town, the death
Intuition of a nigga named Pac, finna let it for the thugs

Somebody better give me the crown, these niggaz out of
And I see, I gotta put 'em in they
Everyday it be the same old shit, I gotta click on a
I don't really, wanna pay another
Whey they niggaz wanna try a nigga, like a soft than a bitch
I'll lean on a nigga, like Boss on a
chill, 'fore I get to going off on a bitch
Lace the Nike's, and break a jaw in this bitch
Everybody, know 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 still packing the chrome
I was late for the hood, so I'm bad to the
Since I 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 moving
JayTon, still 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 worst day, and I put it on
Motherfuckers better get in a line, or the dirt you gon lay
This here, for my nigga named Nick
In a bed, half gone
I'll run up on a nigga, who that out that shout out
Feel I gotta hit his ass, the chrome
less, R-E-S-T-L-E double S
Stress, got a on amp
So I got mob for life, like
And I promise, I'm to be the champ