Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hope y'all niggas understand that I playin' or jokin'
Bust shots, you think the Grand Canyon open
Leave a busta bandanna from hot hollows
Me and my niggas your coke, then cop hot hoes

Two pistols, gun busta
Pump one under your and knock a lung from ya
Hung 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 sell a million quick
right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
I sticks to what I love and that's the
And stay away from what I hate and police

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

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

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

It's Wheezy, nigga, Wheezy, nigga
tangle it, nigga
It's time to step down, ya me