Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

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

Sip the Coke mixed with Jack, Calico, clip to
Like where cats who trippin' at? Point niggas out
'Cause right now I'm full of spinach that'll knock Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as 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 that still caged in the dump
So if I come, nigga, just save me a and a pump
I'm raised in the where the bad grow

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

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

Look, which one of these playin' with me?
I'ma strap up and his parent's street
I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
I be damned if he get a 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 broom blood leak from her crease
There has to be some explanation for this

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

I dig in the and pull 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 the Backstreet Boys

Never catch me unpack without them plastic
It get drastic, boy, that's askin' for it
Wheezy, nigga it's Wheezy,
Wheezy, nigga, it's Wheezy, nigga

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

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

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

And nigga, I don't care if I don't 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 away from I hate and that's police

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

Who is Wheezy,
Who is Wheezy,
Wheezy,
Wheezy, nigga

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

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