Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

(intro)
[crunchy
Aw yeah, we fittin' to get into some called stayin' real
It's one thing to be real
But another mutha-fuckin' thing to stay real
Meanin' stayin' real wit them niggas
Who brought you this shit
as quick as a nigga can bring you into this
They can take you out of
If you what I mean
You who I'm talkin' 'bout
You who you are

[gangsta
1 - ain't nothin' but the thing
Scream you real if you
Ain't nothin' but a fuckin' thing
or be killed
How sweet it is, gots to it to ya
(I'm my pay)
Strugglin', to the top
day by day

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[crunchy
Say you real - real enough to make a mil'
Real - enough to make a mutha-fuckin' field
Every fuckin' word you say has gotta be
I you really feel that way (you know the business)
A little for nothin' got you scared of it
A little for nothin' got you fed up, fed up
all the playa haters, playa haters hangin' ?
Now a nigga like me, put a little somethin' in the rear
Shoot but knowledge at your gate
Crunchy black like the red
Three 6 mafia got you
All I is profit man
Can't you comprehend
Bitch I ain't fuckin' friend
Meet you at the end, of the road, I suppose
to have a fuckin' soul
Now my soul's stole
Now I walk you hoes
like mutha-fuckin' foes
Wonder why I'm keepin'
why I lay a ho
All I want is profit
All I want, mo' mo'

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[gangsta
Get destroyed, get up in the line of fire
Get your choice, get your pussy
I get my tear da club up boys, yourself
For the impact of the mafia
Niggas ain't no us
we feel you crossed us
Never blinded by the pettiness your ass play
Bust a free for ? ? fuck niggas 24 a day
Wanted to get paid, so I started this shit
Now it be my name dragged through for the fuck of it
I know what it takes to win, why I fight with my pen
There's so many on the outside tryin' to get they ass in
Never be clever like misses, that's why I got all you
Don't take it personal baby, 'cause is big business
It's either kill or be
It's either or gold
Scream you real if you (I'm real!)
Say you hot if you
I thought I told you never trust a busta on the loose
Loose to send you fallin' without no parachute

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[gangsta
What are we doin' to ourselves for the new world order
Come in 2 years from now
Teach us to give
That the that's sellin' shit, the fit is here, she started
Get departed baby, for some shit, I'm so sorry
To be tellin' you I see the of triggers & blood
That was bum-rushed by thugs, with drugs
Not to be auspicious to ya by a nigga paul
Now come from who watches over us all
Lucifer, the light
Lucifer, the sun of
Is it he who us light
Down at night, I hear you
Light will overcome the
Can't you see that's bein'
Give us something you can
Like aretha with the sex
I would be mostly high
High enough to kiss the
Screamin' triple 6
Take me the devil's ?
Bein' real, bein' me
you got a lady, see
Down wit fuckin' nigga wit prophet p-o-s-s-e

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