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 get no clearer
Exhaling you with of nailing you
They heard canary rap sung through word of mouth
Blow your engine out regional doubt
The stash house crash house
The thirty six z's for a brick in the smash
Sealing his pump jacks, release the pressure
the powder pack, craving gets that
Cock my back, what the fuck you looking at?
With your hat back, dipped down in black
twenty 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, up your eyes, yo, thier on to you

Remedy]
Sunlight on my steel, everything is real
I see, what I feel
Face the fears, yo, the deal?
We must conceal, a spin on life's wheel

I'm on the lane a package of raw 'cane
And I'm for a pick-up, carrying like stick-up
my lips out, fast flips, dips for action
Cash rules, my attraction
My man point, v'fer grams off his beeper
Let it be, see me, I've got the same shit cheaper
Check the spot, the whole hot
It's dead on the block somebody talks a lot
Yo, forget me not, two kids shot, in not
Knew the plot, blew the spot, forgot
South Beach to Springville in big body benzes
Through New to the landfill and we're making no menzes
Level vests and zoom lenses
The bully all and them 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 with the DA just lay dormant
Inditments for quigles, convictions appeals
And got you thundering, can't help but wondering
The club scene, a hundred books of and who's on exstacy
Who sniffs shit and right next to me?
Big John's on a of steroids
Him and his boys got behind, gotta go kill the noise
Put my in my man's, hitting speed
On one fifty, one fifty-five, in on one sixty
A pound a habit, son, I can't stop smoking
No joking, you never know, probably die choking
Smoking weed and with Albanian thieves
Together plotting up schemes that we all
Mad tricks up the and
We know when you're and leaving
and we get even
shines on my steel, everything is real
Pray and kneal, take a on life's wheel