Luyện nghe bài hát Real Rap

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

Damn, life against the
got a plug, lost the feds, he got robbed
Damn, I been running with the mob
Ain't none but drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas
the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved behind bars
I was hustling in the day, moves in the dark
Nigga you got a clue 'bout me, I swear to God
They say I'm real and say I'm humble
Get out the hood where I'm most comfortable
with me and I'mma go bucks
Shot a video in the middle of
niggas, what's up?

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

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

They hollering D-Block on these
10 pounds of mid green in my spot
I had a brick in a half in the
Got on a seat belt for speed clocks
You see a road block you know you detour
35 in the drought for a
I'm getting money on the east shout to
Get haters out my view so I can see more
Clearly, it's clearly not the one they say they is
It's clearly that they not 'bout that life they say live
I a trap rapping nigga I speak real life
I just a case I was facing 10 to life
I'm a multimillionaire if I die
Five off this rap one off the white
Me and Kiss did some shit
And to you fuck niggas some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they hollering CMG, when they see G's
'Cause they see pounds and they see them keys
And they see this ice and see these V's
But the shooters squeeze on
I use to on having one key of that white
Now I have a whole you can see them tonight
If he try some I got two Glocks for'em
My man's 'bout to come I got a shoe box for him
told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I him some work and got a new block for him
Then hate when you get it so say that you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nothing
Few things that I love that's my weapons and
On a graveyard shift sweating to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and hood shit
Amigos just hit me said he got some good
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too niggas