Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

1:

I got coffee pot of white soap
Stuck my hanger the center
When I entered I spent it cause it was like
But on the real-a he was me for scratch
out of 36 ounces this motherfucker brought me 20 back
I'm slanging 20 sacs cause I done 16
And goddamn streets ain't going to bring me back
Now it be the southside big baller
Bolo rock slanger stones got slaughtered-damn
I'm up on my whole thangs
And stepped on don't go runnin my cause it's a old game
And all I ever wanted was hundred stacks
I from slangin' o-z's to movin' hundred sacks
Gotta my money back
Cause I done came too far up in these goddamn
To get my money
I'm so for real this motherfuckin skrill
That any obstacle obscuring my is gettin' killed
For

(scratching and mixing)
All I have is this skrilla

2:

I know this nigga run this game of
So sheist that at night he got to sleep with lights
Cause he done across with shit so shade
mutha fuckers comin with clips to locate him
Aint no waitin and once they spot him they gon' sure him
And once the got him they sure waste him
This ain't no mutha joke nigga it ain't worth it
And even if your mother gets in it you surface
It was all
Just like bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all chipped in nigga and we all
I gots to grind just in eighty-nine
When a 25 cent pieces look just like baby dimes
I'm on the corner selling eights
I don't remember being this fuckin paranoid since I sold
I went from 50 sacs to 50
And all because this motherfucker got jipped he to jip me back
But when I find him I'm gon him
Just to let a nigga know I'm for real and to die for mine
And I'm for real about mutha fuckin skrill
That any obstacle obscuring my is gettin killed
For

3:

Game made to be since eighty-six when I started
Seems like with hustle got outsmarted
Cause now they analyze they homies for scratch
Catch them when sleeping come down and up scrap
And even I plotted hittin' niggas for ends
I took out straps and shot gats at friends
It was all about being for real where I was
Where few niggas came real but I was one
I this to my homies stuck in battle
Living life caught up in this mutha fuckin' gamble
The made to be changed but the niggas still started
seems to be blamed for the niggas gettin slaughtered
How many times you had your shot
By the same mutha fucker whose game came from homies block
Niggas get caught up in the chase
And lose respect for the
That was before the cake was made