Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

Yeah, I just shot a video in nigga, shit crazy, huh?
And I grew up bumping motherfucking D-Block
Styles P, you I get high
That Jada, look

Damn, against the odds
Finally got a plug, the feds, he got robbed
Damn, since I been running the mob
Ain't none but drive by's, and shooting up niggas cars
the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you loved locked behind bars
I was hustling in the day, pulling moves in the
Nigga you ain't got a 'bout me, I swear to God
They say I'm and they say I'm humble
Get money out the hood where I'm most
Play with me and I'mma go
a video in the middle of Yonkers
Real niggas, up?

Know my pops from
I used to go out there every as a kid, know what I mean?
Ride around to the O'Jays and shit

Only I Pools to do is loop the beat again
I came strong Adrien Peterson
They to smoke dust so I brought them leaders in
See you at the crossroads that's if we meet again
School lets out, a lot of shit you never know
Sitting on the mother-load these niggas though
Fell back I can't be around y'all
for my downfall', downfall prayers
Then you wonder why I be around players
Cause these niggas the Feds small favors
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside where the strength is, salute Memphis

They hollering D-Block on these
10 of mid green in my weed spot
I had a in a half in the Fiat
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a road block you know you detour
35 in the drought for a
I'm getting money on the east to B-more
Get haters out my view so I can see more
Clearly, it's nigga's not the one they say they is
It's clearly that not 'bout that life they say they live
I ain't a trap rapping nigga I speak real
I beat a case I was facing 10 to life
I'm a multimillionaire if I die
Five off this rap one off the white
Me and did some epic shit
And to you fuck niggas some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they hollering CMG, they see them G's
'Cause see them pounds and they see them keys
And they see ice and they see these V's
But the shooters squeeze on
I use to on having one key of that white
Now I a whole trailer you can see them tonight
If he try some I got two Glocks for'em
My man's to come home I got a shoe box for him
Youngin' told me he thuggin' I played some for him
Then I gave him some and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i owe nobody nothing
Few things that I love my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift tears sweating to blood,
Me and Gotti and hood shit
Amigos hit me said he got some good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too niggas