Luyện nghe bài hát Real Niggas

Bad Boy in the for the '95
Big out to my man Mel Smith, my man Don Cee San in the house,
up Michelle Ray, whats up boo?

Verse
Sick of mama that "Get a job, nigga"
to the limit, got to rob me a nigga
Simple and plain, my man me in a hooptie
in his ear "This is what we got to do, G"
Got to a nigga and bang a nigga good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the out the hood
baby-mama screaming "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't life slinging rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the
And being broke at thirty a nigga the chills
So we got to do is creep
when we see a vic
Did you see that

Columbian Dominican, yeah
he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys,
20 G's,
please,
blew his out cause witnesses we don't leave

On the road to riches and diamond
Real niggas do real
Hanging wit the is the song I sing
Real niggas do real

On the to riches and diamond rings
niggas do real things
Hanging wit the is the song I sing
Real niggas do things

Two:
After mad blunts and gin we had the made
I bought my wifey a crib and bought the an arcade
mad games, pool tables, and
a little trick'n loot be comin handy
check it, got on some '95
the 5 bought the 6
Del vet the lex, we was set
Neno had all in the projects
slingin o's he kept the profit
no one stop it
we was it up
all the sexy young stressin,
up
same bitches suckin'
tryin best to threw me
said the niggas i is out to kill me
Soon as she smoked on note
I saw
One had a mac spittin,
all I saw was gun
The had a shottie,
I was everybody
And I wasn't
Had to get out this
Niggas hitting
hot ones in my back
Licked six shots, a nigga wit the mac
The nigga wit the shottie still
cussing, and puta's
all i'm do is shoot ya
Two in the ruga

his ass out
Then I passed out (passed out, out)

On the road to the riches and diamond
Real niggas do things
wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real niggas do real

On the road to the and diamond rings
Real niggas do real
wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real niggas do real

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95
Real niggas,

Biggie talks to someone about

Verse
The said I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the nurses is me
the best part of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and giving me a sponge
Niggas say I dead in the streets
Nigga, Im getting high getting head on the

Sitting on about half a
all my niggas,
All my guns,
All my
Next two years, I see about a billion
All for the love of dealin
Got no for the other side,
Fuck them
Any repurcussion,
Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit
All the
Big Poppa the raw rhyme
raw
And how it goes

On the to riches and diamond rings
Real do real things
wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real do real things

On the road to and diamond rings
Real do real things