Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? What? Look, okay, cut the crap
I'm gangsta forget the rap
I only stick with that 'cause my ma wanna see me flip the crack
And I'm quick to click and spit the gat, I be in black

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

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

Unlike no other, I'm real gutta bag 'Bauds
I stash O's in the of my trash hoes
I dough at the laws when they pass slow
I low in a stolen hot RAV-4
The Mack's bullet holes for my cash flow
Is so?

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

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

I clamp the in my gun and cut his family tree
I flash the piece at your lil' woman and her dance for me
Then jam the freak with a broom blood leak from her panty
There has to be some explanation for this

Yeah, niggas faker than that boy, now give me the dank
(Fill in the blank)
Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you in a tank
your kid gonna think?
Come home and your wig in the sink

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

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

I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
And if you get the hell when he swervin' by
That's issue, God bless ya, you deserve to die

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

Two pistols, desperado gun
Pump one under your chest and knock a lung ya
Hung under them killers and duck the
And all of our diamonds and our trucks are big

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

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

Who is Wheezy,
Who is Wheezy,
Wheezy,
Lil' Wheezy,

Say, I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come here blastin' at y'all
Say, I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at

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