Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of about me and my niggaz
Them Outlaw mobb figures
From to tragedy
To right back on top and still mad at me

For pushin' that big on 24's
A square in ATL game, locked jaw
Man what my nigga got shot for
Bein' too motherfuckin' raw for fuckboys.

See the darkness, see the light, he feel it
Misery loves company and that's the real
But in I'm on some kill shit
Fo' sneak upon me and peel this

I'm takin' a with Mac in hand..a born killer
Like niggaz from Pakistan
It's simple, git 'em fore' I die
Like the old see how we low tex da ride

I know mama, you did your best at me
Now baby dun became a G
When I'm out in streets
The only one got me is me
I keep my hand upon my

'Cause you know mama you raise no bitch
So if a nigga get at me
I be out in streets, my thang cocked
'Cause really all I got in the everyday is me
talk

Everyday is a new
I'm a in my new balance
A lot of rappers but not enough raw
Blame the but fuck it I'm a hustla bitch
So we our own label sellin' bricks legit

to the people, a lot of power in my pencil
We da hope for the hopeless, the voice for the
Outlaw soldiers, we still in the
Years last members fuckin' feelin' the same

from the heart, makin' 'em walk
Live for the day wait for tomorrow
Hatas gettin' they wrong, I seen tha rap
tough with some niggaz
I seen preachers put in the roughest of niggaz

say gangstaz don't live that long, too many turn-coals
That's fucked up, puttin' cuffs on your
Coincidental the Outlawz
And raisin' a nation, we influential

I know mama, you did your at raisin' me
Now your dun became a G
I'm out in them streets
The only one got me is me
I keep my hand upon my

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no
So if a wanna get at me
I be out in streets, my thang cocked
'Cause all I got in the game everyday is me
talk

Yeah, my mother made no sucker
in the gutta, I'm a made mothafucka
All I is get paid mothafucka
All day mothafucka, one way or

And no body no where that can stop me
Call me cocky..you tennis, I'm
Mix a bit of 'Pac E-docky
black Rocky and my pops you got me

Real talk, I never took a shall unless it was
I'm stressin' ain't my
And I these dogs, I'm a soldier
wanna be like me when you grow up?

A man of honor comma, karma
Niggaz drama, I got the problem solva
Big ass Cig, that shit
Plus the bully that a automatic

I know mama, you did best at raisin' me
Now your dun became a G
I'm out in them streets
The one that got me is me
I keep my upon my heat

'Cause you know mama you didn't no bitch
So if a nigga get at me
I be out in streets, my thang cocked
'Cause really all I got in the game is me
Real talk, y la