Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

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

Damn, life the odds
Finally got a plug, the feds, he got robbed
Damn, since I running with the mob
Ain't none but drive by's, homicides and up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved locked behind
I was hustling in the day, pulling in the dark
you ain't got a clue '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 me and I'mma go bucks
a video in the middle of Yonkers
Real niggas, up?

Know my pops Memphis
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 if we ever meet again
School never out, a lot of shit you never know
on the mother-load these niggas telling though
Fell back I can't be around y'all
Praying for my downfall', downfall
Then you wonder why I be around ball
these niggas doing the Feds small favors
Yeah, I in the trenches
I reside where the strength is, salute North

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

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

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

Wassup,
Too real