Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? Look, okay, let's cut the crap
I'm straight forget the rap
I stick 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 mixed with Jack, Calico, to match
where them cats who trippin' at? Point niggas out
'Cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as as the gauge and the pump

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

Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag
I O's in the drawers of my trash hoes
I flash dough at the laws when they pass
I low in a stolen hot RAV-4
The Mack's bullet holes for my cash flow
Is so?

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

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

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

Yeah, y'all niggas faker than that boy, now me the dank
(Fill in the blank)
claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank
What's your kid think?
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 my area down you can ask these boys
They Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys

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

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

I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or
Bust shots, make you think the Canyon open
Leave a busta bandanna smokin' from hot
Me and my niggas flip coke, then cop hot hoes

Two pistols, gun busta
Pump one under chest and knock a lung from ya
Hung under them killers and duck the
And all of our diamonds shine and our are big

And nigga, I don't really care if I sell a million quick
'Cause now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
I sticks to what I love and that's the
And away from what I hate and that's police

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

Who is Wheezy,
Who is Wheezy,
Wheezy,
Lil' Wheezy,

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

Wheezy, nigga, Lil' Wheezy, nigga
Don't it, nigga
It's time to step down, ya me