Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Real, What Are You?

Big Terrorizer, say it, say it now.

Hello World, Sup everybody, I'm to all the ppl out there.
There a time to where, you have to know, who you are,
[Dipset, game]
And what you are, to overcome
Oh and by the way, My is KL....C
The drum ma___ ya me?
but this not about me, This is the PPl's Champ
From Texas, My Partner, Paul Wall,
em who you are!

I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)
I'm a real motha what are you? (what are you)
I'm gettin money true, chasin paper what it do,
I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)

I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)
I'm a real motha what are you? (what are you)
I'm gettin money true, chasin paper what it do,
I'm a real motha what are you? (what are you)

I'm grindin like a rotor, and I'm postin like a note
up that paper, pockets fatter than a dukie rope,
boyz lookin sick, But docta got that antidote,
hatin cuz they broke suckas, as a 30 spoke.

I'm watchin the stock quotes, I'm as a pac _____,
But clowns be actin funny, like a knock knock joke,
cramp on my style, cuz I got money and power,
My paper long as the nile, so how them hatas me now?

Them bustas on the so I'm ten tokes down,
I'm puttin all to sleep so put on your night gown,
tatoos and a ice grill dont make you real,
These cats be frauder than a 4 dollar bill.

I'm a gun holdin, blunt smokin, chasin, ladie banger,
fly boy like a aviator,ha yeah,
I'm you girls super hero, her crusader,
So go and hate me cuz I hate a hater.

it take money to make I said,
So you gotta have dough to make where I'm From,
I aint chew get it, I stay with it,
Barbed flow, dont get tangled in it,

nigga yes, all about the hustle,
till I get call from god sayin,"I want you"
I been it, I past struggle, thats right,
day I in the street trying to complete a mad puzzle

white coupe, mashed down,
Seats like I sat on hash brownies,
I get money, ask me, ask 'round,
Big money like I downtown.

I'm one hundred, but them boys frontin,
They just sideline commentating, we it dumb fuckin,
They as apple pie, as they spreadin them lies,
They smile up in your face but so to jump F___

You swear they so cool, but turn like doorknobs,
They say they hardcore, but friendlier than spongebob,
Im tryin to stay afloat, up on my note,
So Highness is what I tote, affordin the overcoat.

I with a platoon that'll put you in your tomb,
and mark up your body like Mr. Cartoon,
Its real in these when you chasin that guap,
Cuz that hatin the clock, will it ever stop,
not.