Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? Look, okay, let's cut the crap
I'm straight forget the rap
I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the
And I'm quick to click and the gat, I be dipped in black

Sip the mixed with Jack, Calico, clip to match
where them cats who trippin' at? Point niggas out
'Cause right now I'm full of that spinach knock Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as well as the and the pump

You turn the on the newspaper, see my face in the front
I lock it down for all my that still caged in the dump
So if I come, nigga, save me a blade and a pump
I'm raised in the slum where the bad

Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag
I stash O's in the of my trash hoes
I flash dough at the laws when they pass
I mash low in a stolen hot
The Mack's blow bullet for my cash flow
Is so?

I don't think you what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come here blastin' at y'all
If you don't get the hell when he by
That's your issue, God bless ya, you to die

Look, which one of these playin' with me?
I'ma strap up and his parent's street
I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
I be if he get a chance to sleep

I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family
I flash the piece at your woman and make her dance for me
Then jam the freak with a broom blood leak her panty crease
There has to be some for this insanity

Yeah, y'all niggas faker than boy, now give me the dank
(Fill in the blank)
Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you live in a
What's your kid gonna
Come home and find your wig in the

I dig in the and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti
For fifty G's I get ten and straight out weight it
I lock my area down you can ask these
They know Wheezy got white than the Backstreet Boys

Never catch me unpack without them toys
It get drastic, boy, niggas that's for it
Wheezy, it's Wheezy, nigga
Who? Wheezy, nigga, Wheezy, nigga

I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here at y'all
And if you don't get the hell he swervin' by
That's your issue, God bless ya, you to die

I hope y'all understand that I ain't playin' or jokin'
Bust shots, make you think the Grand open
Leave a busta bandanna smokin' from hot
Me and my niggas flip your coke, then cop hot

Two pistols, gun busta
Pump one under your and knock a lung from ya
under them killers and duck the pigs
And all of our diamonds shine and our are big

And nigga, I don't really care if I don't sell a million
'Cause right now quit and go and sell a million bricks
I sticks to what I and that's the street
And stay from what I hate and that's police

And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to blowin'
And leave a nigga somewhere lonely his heart showin'
we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
The metal will spray and let the tear up your face

Who is Wheezy,
Who is Wheezy,
Wheezy,
Wheezy, nigga

Say, I don't you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at
Say, I don't think you realize happenin', dog
That boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all

It's Wheezy, nigga, Wheezy, nigga
Don't tangle it,
time to step down, ya heard me