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
up Michelle Ray, what's up boo?

Sick of 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 bang a nigga and a nigga good
So I can cop a Benz and the fuck out the hood
baby-mama screaming, "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't live swinging rocks and smoking blunts

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

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

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

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

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

it, got on some '95 shit, sold the 5
Bought the 6 Delvecc, the Lex, we was set
We no had work all in' the
Niggas slingin' O's he kept the profit, no one 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

Soon as she on that note, I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun
The other had a shottie, I was shootin'
And I wasn't missing had to get out position

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

All I'm tryin' to do is ya
Two in' the ruger
Booh-yeah, his ass out
Then I out
(Passed out, out)

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

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

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

The doctor said I about three weeks of recovery
But the is lovin' me
Saying the part of the day is my half
Feedin' me and givin' me a sponge baths

Niggas say I died dead in the
Nigga, I'm high getting head on the beach
Chillin', on about half a million
all my niggas, all my guns, all my women

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

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

On the road to riches and rings
Real niggaz do things