Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is Real

(Yeah. Yo. up yo?)
What's up? (You got that right?)
Yeah. I got it. (Good go then.)
*police Ah fuck!

Check your mirror the scence couldn't get no
you with intentions of nailing you
They heard about rap sung through word of mouth
Blow your engine out beyond doubt
The house next crash house
The six z's for a brick in the smash house
his pump jacks, release the pressure vac'
Pressed the powder pack, craving that
Cock my hammer back, what the fuck you at?
With hat turned back, dipped down in black
These two CI's like you and me, street guys
The of the yellow man disguised in lies
They got the okay to make buys, the flies
On the rise, planning my
Lucky if you see the next day, never on you
Sun rise, open up eyes, yo, thier on to you

[Chorus:
Sunlight on my steel, everything is real
What I see, I feel
the fears, yo, what's the deal?
We must conceal, a spin on life's wheel

I'm on the lane with a package of raw
And I'm waiting for a pick-up, carrying stick-up
Licking my out, fast flips, dips for action
rules, my only attraction
My man selling point, v'fer off his beeper
Let it be, come see me, I've got the same cheaper
Check the spot, the shit's hot
It's on the block 'cause somebody talks a lot
Yo, forget me not, two shot, in future not
Knew the plot, blew the spot, forgot
>From South Beach to Springville in big body
Through New to the landfill and we're making no menzes
four vests and zoom lenses
The bully all high and Shaolin Island kids profiling
It take place, no of race
What a waste for the spotlight just to get a

Maybe the kid you're with's and informant
He got a fat file the DA that just lay dormant
for quigles, convictions followed appeals
And got you thundering, can't help but wondering
The club scene, a hundred books of acid and who's on
Who sniffs shit and who's next to me?
Big John's on a of steroids
Him and his boys got behind, we've go kill the noise
Put my life in my man's, speed
On one fifty, one fifty-five, closing in on one
A pound a habit, son, I can't stop smoking
No joking, you never know, I'll die choking
Smoking and leaves with Albanian thieves
Together plotting up that we all believe
Mad tricks up the and
We know when you're coming and
and we get even
Sunlight on my steel, everything is real
Pray and kneal, a spin on life's wheel