Luyện nghe bài hát Real Talk

Now you dun heard a lot of talk me and my niggaz
Them worldwide mobb figures
From triumph to
To back on top and niggaz still mad at me

For that big truck on 24's
A square feat in ATL game, jaw
Man dat's what my nigga got for
Bein' too raw for these fuckboys.

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

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

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

'Cause you know mama you didn't raise no
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

is a new challenge
I'm a savage in my new
A lot of but not enough raw talent
Blame the machine but fuck it I'm a hustla
So we our own label sellin' bricks legit

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

from the heart, makin' 'em walk
Live for the day don't for tomorrow
gettin' they wrong, I seen tha streets rap
Rounda tough with some
I preachers put religion in the roughest of niggaz

They say gangstaz live that long, too many turn-coals
That's up, puttin' cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the Outlawz
And a thug nation, we influential

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

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

Yeah, my mother ain't made no
Raised in the gutta, I'm a mothafucka
All I know is get paid
All day mothafucka, one way or

And ain't no body no where that can me
me cocky..you tennis, I'm hockey
Mix a little bit of E-docky
With Rocky and my pops you got me

Real talk, I took a shall unless it was support
I'm stressin' ain't my
And I walk these dogs, I'm a
wanna be like me when you grow up?

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

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

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