Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

1:

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

(scratching and mixing)
All I have is this skrilla

2:

I know this nigga run this of life
So motherfuckin sheist that at night he got to sleep lights
Cause he done come across with so shade
mutha fuckers comin with clips to locate him
Aint no waitin and once spot him they gon' sure face him
And once the got him they gon' sure him
This ain't no mutha joke nigga it ain't worth it
And even if your gets in it you cant surface
It was all
like that bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all in nigga and we all hurting
I gots to just like in eighty-nine
When a niggas 25 cent pieces just like baby dimes
I'm on the corner whole eights
I don't being this fuckin paranoid since I sold weight
I went 50 sacs to 50 packs
And all because this motherfucker got he wants to jip me back
But I find him I'm gon finalize him
Just to let a nigga I'm for real and down to die for mine
And I'm for real about this mutha fuckin
That any obscuring my paper is gettin killed
For

3:

Game made to be swift since eighty-six when I
Seems niggas with hustle got outsmarted
Cause now they wanna analyze homies for scratch
Catch them when they 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 very few niggas came but I was one
I dedicate to my homies stuck in battle
Living being caught up in this mutha fuckin' gamble
The game made to be changed but the niggas started
Cocaine seems to be for the niggas gettin slaughtered
How many times you had your homie
By the same fucker whose game came from your homies block
Niggas get caught up in the chase
And respect for the game
That was honored before the cake was