Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? What? Look, okay, let's cut the
I'm straight forget the rap
I only stick with that 'cause my ma wanna see me flip the crack
And I'm quick to and spit the gat, I be dipped in black

Sip the Coke mixed Jack, Calico, clip to match
Like where them cats who at? Point niggas out
'Cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the

You turn the page on the newspaper, see my 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 in the slum where the bad grow

Unlike no other, I'm real like bag 'Bauds
I stash O's in the drawers of my trash
I flash dough at the laws when pass slow
I low in a stolen hot RAV-4
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 here blastin' at
If you don't get the hell when he by
That's your issue, God bless ya, you to die

Look, one of these niggas 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 to sleep

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

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

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

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

I don't think you what's happenin', dog
lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here 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 Grand Canyon
Leave a busta bandanna smokin' hot hollows
Me and my niggas flip coke, then cop hot hoes

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

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

And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start
And leave a nigga somewhere lonely with his showin'
When we all knowin' that Wheezy 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 don't think you what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
Say, I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's to come 'round here blastin' at y'all

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