Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? What? Look, okay, cut the crap
I'm gangsta forget the rap
I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the
And I'm quick to and spit the gat, I be dipped in black

Sip the Coke mixed with Jack, Calico, to match
Like where them who trippin' at? Point niggas out
'Cause right now I'm full of that spinach knock Lennox out
The is out, as well as the gauge and the pump

You turn the on the newspaper, see my face in the front
I lock it down for all my niggas that still 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 gutta like bag 'Bauds
I O's in the drawers of my trash hoes
I flash dough at the laws when pass slow
I mash low in a stolen hot
The Mack's blow bullet for my cash flow
Is so?

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

Look, which one of these playin' with me?
I'ma strap up and slam his street
When I blast, bullets spit faster MC Hammer beats
I be damned if he get a chance to

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 broom blood leak from her panty
has to be some explanation for this insanity

Yeah, y'all niggas faker than that boy, now me the dank
(Fill in the blank)
Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you in a tank
What's your kid think?
Come and find your wig in the sink

I dig in the bank and out eighty, then cruise to Haiti
For fifty G's I get ten keys and out weight it
I lock my area you can ask these boys
They know Wheezy got more white than the Boys

catch me unpack without them plastic toys
It get drastic, boy, niggas askin' for it
Wheezy, it's Wheezy, nigga
Wheezy, nigga, it's Wheezy, nigga

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

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

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

And nigga, I don't really care if I sell a million quick
'Cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a bricks
I sticks to I love and that's the street
And stay 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 Wheezy never been fake
The metal will and let the bullets tear up your face

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

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

It's Wheezy, nigga, Lil' Wheezy,
tangle it, nigga
It's to step down, ya heard me