Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

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

Damn, life against the
Finally got a plug, lost the feds, he got
Damn, since I running with the mob
Ain't none but by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking the stars
Though the niggas that you really locked behind bars
I was in the day, pulling moves in the dark
Nigga you ain't got a 'bout me, I swear to God
They say I'm real and they say I'm
Get out the hood where I'm most comfortable
Play with me and go bucks
a video in the middle of Yonkers
Real niggas, up?

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

Only thing I Pools to do is loop the again
I came back strong Peterson
They wanted to dust so I brought them leaders in
See you at the crossroads that's if we ever meet
School never lets out, a lot of shit you never
Sitting on the mother-load niggas telling though
Fell back I can't be around haters
Praying for my downfall', downfall
Then you wonder why I be around ball
Cause these doing the Feds small favors
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside the strength is, salute North Memphis

hollering D-Block on these blocks
10 pounds of mid green in my weed
I had a brick in a in the Fiat
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a road you know you gotta detour
35 in the for a kilo
I'm getting money on the east shout to
Get these 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 life
I just beat a I was facing 10 to life
I'm a if I die tonight
Five off this rap one off the white
Me and did some epic shit
And to you fuck niggas this disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they hollering CMG, when they see G's
'Cause they see them pounds and they see them
And they see this ice and they see V's
But the shooters squeeze on
I use to dream on having one key of that
Now I have a whole you can see them tonight
If he try funny I got two Glocks for'em
My 'bout to come home I got a shoe box for him
Youngin' told me he thuggin' I played 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some and got a new block for him
Then they when you get it so say that you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nobody
Few things that I love my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift sweating to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and some shit
just hit me said he got some good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too niggas