Luyện nghe bài hát Realist

X4
I'm the
the realest
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 start the
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 keep it loaded just for drama, let it go in you
And I ain't scared of none of y'all, talking gums you white
Yeah you packin', but you actin', nothing but dices
Now, who the down south?, spittin game with that speech
These niggaz recognize my face and keep they name on the
Oh you been waitin', you been hatin', you breathe now (breathe now)
Shit, we been for a while, its time to eat now (eat now)
You these ballin' muthafuckas that I'm blocking they dreams
I'm top five, dead or off one sixteen
And this twenty to you nigga neva forget
And y'all a bunch of pussies, you about to get wet, bet

X4
I'm the
the realest
the nigga

2]
It ain't easy, but I do it its nothing to me
Now everybody talking greasy but frontin' to me
Oh yeah you to move a pound, where ya weight at (weight at)
I got a deal just off a verse and niggaz that (hate that)
After the show, pull ya hoe, make her leave with the
Disrespect, cause an effect of pimpin' a
While you was on her, you was hoping, we fold up and quit
We on tour, pullin every city wit hit
that yak get the flowin', DJ play the record
If you know you swaggin, time to head for the exit
'cause I'm fiendin' for the top, I can taste (taste that)
I know you down to cut me shawty, where face at? (face at?)
Don't ever play the dealer, try and get smoked
My niggaz chop a brick in half and call that shit coke
And it's the hardest shit going, nigga leave it ain't
I-20s in this bitch, and that shit is a wrap, Go

X4
I'm the
the realest
the nigga

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

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

X4
I'm the
the realest
the nigga