Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggaz

- nelly) 2x
Real niggas ride us
You gotta ride the bus
Smoke 'til when my brain gon'
Bank so plush, the feds on us
Real niggas ride us (and dime ladies)
You haters gotta ride the bus (we crazy)
Smoke 'til when my gon' bust
Bank account so plush, the on us

(kyjuan)
Kyjuan's a preppy hippy, cross the of mississippi
I slang thangs, make bread, easy like
me a cool nigga or a mr. refriger'
Kids ask me ("mr. can you get crunk and ")
I reply quickly, bottle of or crissy
Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, me get busy
I wake up with two dimes, named nikki
I'm a playa dirty, no passion marks, no
Cats make me sick when I through y'all city
Lookin like angry mad, mad, teeth gritty
You gon' me go back into my days of u-city
Cornrows, penny bros and new
Ahh shit, when looks shitty
I got that with me, plus I puff like diddy
You niggas can't hang me, or pop the pain with me
So wrap mo' and hop in the range with me

(ali)
Check,
No picture me rollin, optimo, glocka
Four-do' range rov', mink with matchin
hood like "oh", freakin 'em out they mind
D's with diamonds on 'em, jackers, I they want 'em
Not, you see the watch, rollie or
You hear me four, five before you see me, that's the knock
I not speak on that, I speak on zack
And how he better fix my shit or give my g's back
Salute the rugged, flip screen, you gotta it
Navigational system behind the ten, the public
Take my chain off to out, battle four out
We fill, the fattest wad a hun'neds you saw out
Son break the jar out, the muskie
Only niggas ride and smoke, patna trust me
If I'm lyin, bad mouth, then crush me
me, suplex lamb, grab the nine and bust me
only....

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(nelly)
I'm like the battery, I through every door on a cell (duracell)
Mr. energizer, forever ready to a mil'
Fuck cris', let it spill, I hit the gas, and make it peel
I'm smokin twenty of parelli, wha, up off the wheel
I hit the jewelry store at noon, slight case of the
I got the face too damn chunky it's still read "twelve"
Well hell, not a shit but I be startin some shit
Half the time I'm in the club, half the niggas pissed
Me, got miss, I done, caught they wrist
And they be thinkin you cockblockin 'cause you her a kiss
I walks to your bitch and asks her "who's is this? "
(yours nelly)
Tell 'em one time just in case he forgets
I be the sleepy eyed, guy, the chinky eye
Comin be i, ay, ei, ready the guy
Nigga hella high, country grammar, "ei!"
your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin none

(murphy lee)
You shoulda' this ladie's face when I walked in the bank
I'm the school boy, I'm hollywood, smellin like
Lookin I don't know left from right
Holdin a check, got the whole front desk "murphy's set for life!"
I agree wit' em, I exchange sacks seeds in 'em
Drivin in the rainiest rov', tv's in 'em
I'm st. lou, plus to the arch equals I'm real
I'm hollywood, plus true to the heart a mil'
I'm killin y'all, matter fact I'm myself
In a with t-boz, I'm feelin myself
It no better, slo says it gotta get better
Gotta get wood, gotta get dubs, we get leather
I'm like, what, real roll on dubs (lunatics like)
And haters can't kick it us (and our blunts tight)
We 'til our brain gon' bust
Gettin head in the of the truck, city what up
I'm only....

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