Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas

Bad Boy in' the for the '95
Big shout out to my man Mel
My man Don Cee San in' the
What's up Michelle Ray, up boo?

of mama screaming that, "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in' a
Whispered in his ear "This is we got to do, G"

Got to a nigga and bang a nigga good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the
baby-mama screaming, "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't live life swinging rocks and smoking

Hanging wit' the don't pay the bills
And being broke and 30 give a the chills
So what we gotta do is creep and see a vic
Yo, you see shit?
(Hell yeah, I that shit)

Columbian Dominican, whateva
Whoever he was, he had it tucked the leather
Two keys, 20 G's, please,
Blew his brain's out 'cause witnesses we don't

On the road to riches and diamond
'Cause niggaz do real things
wit' the niggaz is the song I sing
Real niggaz do things

On the road to riches and rings
Real niggaz do real
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the I sing
Real niggaz do real

After mad and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib, I the mafia, a arcade
Mad games, pool and candy
A little extra loot be comin' in handy

Check it, got on some '95 shit, the 5
the 6 Delvecc, copped the Lex, we was set
We no had all in' the projects
Niggas slingin' O's he the profit, no one could stop it

We was it up
All the sexy young bitches stressin' givin' it up
Same bitches dick tryin' to dress to thrill me
Said the niggaz I killed is out to me

as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun
The other had a shottie, I was everybody
And I missing had to get out this position

still hitting, feel a hot one in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a nigga the mac
The nigga wit' the shottie busting, cussing
Mighty and puntas

All I'm to do is shoot ya
Two shots in' the
Booh-yeah, his ass out
I passed out
(Passed out, out)

On the to the riches and diamond rings
Real niggaz do things
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I
Real niggaz do real

On the road to the riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real
Hanging wit' the is the song I sing
niggaz do real things

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95
Real niggas,

The doctor I need about three weeks of recovery
But the nurses is me
Saying the part of the day is my half
Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge

say I died dead in the streets
Nigga, I'm getting high getting on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on half a million
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my

two years, I could see about a billion
All for the love of drug
Got no love for the other side, fuck them
Any repurcussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clips
All the time, Big kick the raw rhyme
Raw flows, and how it goes

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggaz do real
Hanging wit' the niggaz is the I sing
Real niggaz do real

On the to riches and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real