Luyện nghe bài hát Realized

What? What? Look, okay, cut the crap
I'm gangsta forget the rap
I stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the crack
And I'm quick to and spit the gat, I be dipped in black

Sip the mixed with Jack, Calico, clip to match
Like where them cats who trippin' at? niggas out
right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as well as the and the pump

You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the
I lock it down for all my niggas that still caged in the
So if I come, nigga, just save me a and a pump
I'm raised in the where the bad grow

Unlike no other, I'm real like bag 'Bauds
I stash O's in the of my trash hoes
I flash dough at the laws when they pass
I low in a stolen hot RAV-4
The blow bullet holes for my cash flow
Is so?

I don't think you what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round blastin' at y'all
If you don't get the hell when he by
That's your issue, God bless ya, you to die

Look, one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma up and slam his parent's street
When I blast, bullets spit than MC Hammer beats
I be if he get a chance to sleep

I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his tree
I flash the at your lil' woman and make her dance for me
Then jam the freak with a broom blood leak from her panty
There has to be some explanation for this

Yeah, niggas faker than that boy, now give me the dank
(Fill in the blank)
Niggas claim they war when I suggest you live in a tank
What's your kid think?
Come home and find your wig in the

I dig in the bank and pull out eighty, then cruise to
For fifty G's I get ten and straight out weight it
I lock my area down you can ask boys
They know Wheezy got more white the Backstreet Boys

Never me unpack without them plastic toys
It get drastic, boy, that's askin' for it
Wheezy, nigga it's Wheezy,
Who? Wheezy, nigga, it's Wheezy,

I don't you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
And if you don't get the hell he swervin' by
That's your issue, God bless ya, you to die

I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or
Bust shots, you think the Grand Canyon open
Leave a busta smokin' from hot hollows
Me and my niggas flip your coke, cop hot hoes

Two pistols, gun busta
one under your chest and knock a lung from ya
Hung under them and duck the pigs
And all of our diamonds and our trucks are big

And nigga, I don't really if I don't sell a million quick
right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
I sticks to what I and that's the street
And stay away from what I hate and police

And I keep a somewhere on me to start blowin'
And leave a nigga lonely with his heart showin'
we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
The metal spray and let the bullets tear up your face

Who is Wheezy,
Who is Wheezy,
Wheezy,
Lil' Wheezy,

Say, I don't think you realize happenin', dog
That lil' boy's to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
Say, I think you realize what's happenin', dog
That boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all

It's Wheezy, nigga, Lil' Wheezy,
Don't tangle it,
time to step down, ya heard me