Luyện nghe bài hát Be Real

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

[gangsta
1 - ain't nothin' but the real
you real if you real
Ain't nothin' but a fuckin' thing
Kill or be
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 fuckin
Real - real enough to 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 somethin' for nothin' got you fed up, fed up
With all the playa haters, playa hangin' ?
Now a like me, put a little like somethin' in the rear
Shoot nothin' but knowledge at gate
Crunchy black like the red
Three 6 mafia got you
All I want is man
Can't you comprehend
Bitch I your fuckin' friend
you niggas at the end, of the road, I suppose
Used to have a soul
Now my soul's stole
Now I walk around you
'fraid like foes
Wonder why I'm keepin'
why I lay a ho
All I is profit roll
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 fuckin'
Niggas no stoppin' us
we feel you crossed us
Never bein' blinded by the pettiness your ass
Bust a free for ? ? fuck niggas 24 a day
Wanted to get paid, so I started this rappin'
Now it be my dragged through dirt for the fuck of it
I know what it takes to win, why I fight with my pen
There's so haters on the outside tryin' to get they ass in
Never be like misses, that's why I got all you bitches
Don't it personal baby, 'cause everything is big business
It's either or be killed
It's either plantinum or
Scream you real if you (I'm real!)
Say you hot if you
I thought I you never trust a busta that's on the loose
Loose to send you fallin' without no parachute

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[gangsta
What are we doin' to prepare ourselves for the new world
Come in just 2 years now
Teach us to give
That the ones that's sellin' shit, the fit is here, she
Get departed baby, for some shit, I'm so sorry
To be tellin' you I see the signs of & blood
That was bum-rushed by thugs, intoxicated with
Not to be to ya by a nigga named paul
Now lyrics come who watches over us all
Lucifer, the light
Lucifer, the sun of
Is it he who bares us
at night, I hear you callin'
Light will the darkness
Can't you see bein' real
us something you can feel
Like aretha with the sex
I be like mostly high
High enough to kiss the
Screamin' lotto 6
me where the devil's ?
Bein' real, that's me
you got a lady, see
Down wit fuckin' nigga down wit p-o-s-s-e

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