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 comes a to where, you have to know, who you are,
[Dipset, game]
And you are, to overcome things
Oh and by the way, My is KL....C
The ma___ ya heard me?
but this not me, This is about the PPl's Champ
Houston Texas, My Partner, Paul Wall,
em who you are!

I'm a real motha what are you? (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 motha fucka what are you? (what are you)

I'm a motha fucka what are you? (what are you)
I'm a real motha fucka are you? (what are you)
I'm gettin money stayin' true, chasin 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 sticky
Stackin up that paper, pockets fatter than a rope,
lookin sick, But that docta got that antidote,
hatin cuz broke suckas, fake as a 30 spoke.

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

Them bustas on the prow so I'm ten down,
I'm all yall to sleep so put on your night gown,
Some tatoos and a ice grill dont 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 hero, her caped crusader,
So go and hate me cuz I hate a hater.

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

Real yes, all about the hustle,
till I get that from god sayin,"I want you"
I trough it, I past struggle, thats right,
Every day I in the street to complete a mad puzzle

white coupe, pedal down,
soft like I sat on hash brownies,
I get money, ask me, ask 'round,
Big money I work downtown.

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

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

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