Luyện nghe bài hát Reunion

CNN, CNN
The man, we back again man
Are y'all man?
Yo, yo

My niggaz get locked up, and when they home
It's coats and Cristal, just ask Capone
We play the like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks
Based on a story, it's Nore'

And all of my niggaz buck for me, the projects me
It feel good to have love in the
And I ain't got to buy weed, my credit is good
Machine gun lyrics, CN lift

Puff more weed than dreads, heads
Gotta, to this before they piss in they beds
My mission instead, these niggaz missin' and dead
And 'em dumped in a river, buttnaked and red

N.O., erase no pro-blemo
Keep a razor in my mouth, it out
And I never had to move nothin', I it out
And I still got it but I had to It Out'

Yo, it's like my mission to live this way
I had to sell things, don't want to each day
The real people do real
So why is real people still doin' fake things?

Yo, it's like my mission to live this way
I had to sell things, don't to live each day
The people do real things
So why is real people still doin' fake things?

Peace God, what's up
I'm you home
So we could, take the world, it's ours to own
Stars that from the ghetto, to cars and homes

Laced out, Jesus piece, ice the out
My niggaz on the run they out
Flee fiends the cake mouth
guns, bullets spray out

Lay out, Gimme the cash and the coke
I got money, and I still feel broke
And sometimes I got reefer and I even smoke
I don't sleep, ninety-five percent of the I'm woke

The other 5 is when a nigga high, the thugs cry
And me, I'm thugged out, I just on the floor
With the and the roaches, keepin' it raw
My heat is the fourth, while y'all niggaz on the law

pay Paul, an outlaw, he stuck up the mall
I watch for the cops, still a thug the deal
CNN gotta it for real

Yo, like my mission just to live this way
I had to sell things, don't to live each day
The real do real things
So why is real still doin' fake things? Huh?

Yo, it's my mission just to live this way
I had to sell things, don't to live each day
The real do real things
So why is real people still fake things? Huh?

the major, paper
Capone-N-Noreaga teach ya, villainize whole nature
The law was built around since the years of the West
And are you real or fake? How thugs hear the question

grand on the lawyer, extra hundred for bail
Next to kiko, is goin' to jail
Unassisted, I shivered and
My ice similar to hail yo, for the 85 that's in

I keep on my hoes, crazy blowin' the scale
Mad chickens for my thugs locked, low on the
Yo it's 'Pone or it's Fonz, pretty or thug
Whichever way it's called, in city a slug

If I was would a true fan give me they blood
And would my man the stand, lie in front of the judge?
My thesis, be one of a thug,
I rock fatigued up, down in Cali with the creases

Yo, it's my mission just to live this way
I had to things, don't want to live each day
The real people do real
So why is real people still doin' fake Huh?

Yo, it's like my just to live this way
I had to things, don't want to live each day
The real people do real
So why is real people still doin' fake Huh?

Yo, it's like my just to live this way
I had to things, don't want to live each day
The real people do things
So why is real people still doin' fake things?

Yo, it's like my mission just to live way
I had to sell things, don't want to live day
The real do real things
So why is real still doin' fake things? Huh?