Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Yeah, real talk for my niggaz on the
I been wrecking for a second, but I promised that I stop
I in it with my niggaz, for a long time
But they gotta give it to me, cause they I wouldn't drop
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 get your hands up
I send a wave of niggaz, that'll hit your man's up
While you wanna-be thugs, 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 how to lose teeth, keep running off at the mouth
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, your ass better
Tell the five in the hood, I don't
And I got niggaz, in the slugs
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 on the block
I'll put it on the pack, and I'll ride for it
jump, gonna be the first nigga that'll slide for it
They don't see me in a zone, when I try for it
Any nigga, stand up and get an eye for it
Cause I'm oh so real, though
And I'm next in the line, show the world what it was
H-Town, the death
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 put 'em in they place
Everyday it be the same old shit, I click on a bitch
I don't really, wanna pay case
Whey they niggaz wanna try a nigga, like a soft than a bitch
I'll on a nigga, like Boss on a switch
Better chill, 'fore I get to going off on a
the Nike's, and break a nigga jaw in this bitch
Everybody, wanna know the South
But I promise, you wanna take another route
A.B.N., fin to hit a ass in the drought
In the town now, (no doubt)
If you got a with 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
I roll on the block, it's half of the bone
Shit got wrong, you can hear 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 state
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 bed, half gone
I'll run up on a bitch nigga, who out that shout out
Feel I gotta hit his ass, the chrome
Nothing less, double S
Stress, got a on amp
So I got mob for life, like
And I promise, I'm to be the champ