Luyện nghe bài hát Realist

X4
I'm the
the nigga
the nigga

1]
I-20's in the building, set it off and get it
I got something in the truck, to get the crunk and the action
Keep 'em popping, I'm a pop it, where ya at? (crews at?)
Oh yeah you riding clean but nigga ya shoes at? (shoes at?)
I said I put on my momma, ain't no hoe in me nigga
I it loaded just for drama, let it go in you nigga
And I ain't scared of of y'all, talking gums with you white
Yeah you packin', but you actin', shootin' but dices
Now, who the realest south?, spittin game with that speech
These niggaz recognize my face and keep they on the street
Oh you been waitin', you hatin', you can't breathe now (breathe now)
Shit, we been for a while, its time to eat now (eat now)
You tell these ballin' muthafuckas that I'm blocking they
I'm top five, or alive off one sixteen
And this talking to you nigga neva forget
And since y'all a of pussies, you about to get wet, bet

X4
I'm the
the nigga
the nigga

2]
It ain't easy, but I do it like its to me
Now everybody greasy but they frontin' to me
Oh yeah you down to move a pound, ya weight at (weight at)
I got a deal off a verse and niggaz hate that (hate that)
After the show, ya hoe, make her leave with the clique
Disrespect, cause an of pimpin' a trick
While you was on her, you was hoping, we would fold up and
We on tour, whores every city wit hit
Then yak get the flowin', DJ play the record
If you know you swaggin, time to head for the exit
I'm fiendin' for the top, I can taste that (taste that)
I you down to cut me shawty, where that face at? (face at?)
Don't ever play the dealer, nigga try and get
My niggaz chop a in half and call that shit diet coke
And it's the hardest shit going, leave it ain't that
I-20s in this bitch, and that shit is a wrap, Go

X4
I'm the
the nigga
the nigga

Decatur, Decatur, Decatur, (Clap it Out Shawty)
Decatur, Decatur, Decatur, (Clap it Out Shawty)

3]
Its time to dig ya chest, I been waiting for a minute
Know you heard about my vest, you wait to get up in it
If ya girl is into then its no prob (no prob)
But I care if she can blow, I want a blow job (blow job)
Push the seat way back, while a pimp slow
With a short dog 'Lac, off Hydro
Playboy 2-0, shoot a grand on a
And she to fuck us all, and give a damn if we tip her
'cause this the big league and you all shooters
And ya going go, so the heat's going through ya
If you ain't down to a stand, you get laid down (laid down)
That just the way these livin gin the A-Town (A-Town)
Throw ya side up high, let the people you repping
Any zone, any hood, any block, any (come on)
I'm the streets first choice, when its come to who's
Eastside, A-Town, I-Dub, you it

X4
I'm the
the realest
the nigga