Luyện nghe bài hát Shanghi

On a nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with real niggas
Got real sons, I a real sitter
When I leave niggas, get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a nigga
run around with them real niggas
Roll upon ya, rull ya
Roll ya, rull upon ya

8 mil on that new thing, up like my shoe string
Ain't fucking with you bitch niggas, and that's real rap but I do
Make room when I come by, ain't speaking, I'm dumb
heard niggas got jokes, it's a matter of time before one dies
'Cause them dudes out and two's out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get out
them dudes out and them two's out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, get chewed out
shit ain't regular rich, so they end up in a ditch
I'm not a regular bitch, so when see me, they jump on my dick
He not a shooter, so when you see me, salute-a
got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some niggas from Cuba

On a nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with real niggas
Got real sons, I a real sitter
When I niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real
I'mma run around them real niggas
Roll upon ya, rull ya
Roll upon ya, upon ya

Ask Jay who he married, 80 in Paris
with Queen B and thoses selfies, got them aggy
These bitches is light-weight, I'm at fight-weight
Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through Tri-State
'Cause them boys out, and them out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
'Cause them boys out, and them out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time or Mayweather like Floyd's out
All of these bitches in pocket, I'm 'bout to make a
'em to go 'head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet
Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin' they up
These niggas don't make a mix-up, tell 'em niggas go step they up
Tell 'em niggas go step bricks up, (tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up)

On a nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them niggas
Got real sons, I need a sitter
When I leave niggas, get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real
I'mma run around them real niggas
Roll ya, rull upon ya
Roll upon ya, rull ya

we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we
we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we
we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we
Shanghai, Shanghai,
Shanghai, Shanghai,
Shanghai, Shanghai,
Shanghai, Shanghai,
we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai,
we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai,