Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Real

This for all my G's and my niggas that with me
Only God feel the and only he can really see
Through the eyes of a
A baby wild
Gangsta shit flow his blood and no one had to show him how
Kill or be where I come from ain't no in between
Why trade the world just to be a fiend
Hoes a child just to take a nigga change
Twelve years he want to know his daddy name
Maximum security how we get to see
The only man him and this shit here ain't on T.V.
Your actor don't play this part
If you live to sit you can't say his heart

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You don't to believe me (believe me)
Unless you want to me (believe me)
But real (It's so real)
It's all

Little
So and innocent to the world
Get swallowed up and sucked up by world
Little girl you hide your pain with all them
Gettin' high and ya soul who can you blame
Nigga love you what do love what you do
It's aiight boo I know you gotta get too
a long road
Full of ?? and hoes
Gotta be
Cuz so easy for you to be gone
Not no more
You not breathing so yo not no more
You touch no
You feel no more and you don't fear no
Not here no
I know you don't to hear dis
But somebody got to tell ya real shit
Not
Cuz I come from shit ain't sweet
You got a choice and it shit for you in them streets
Black be a momma to ya little babies
Get on ya knees and pray to God things daily

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We ain't to preach to ya
tryin' to reach to ya
See all of us are with somethin'
But of us don't take two seconds out of our days
to try to imagine somebosy hard times
Because ya too busy worried cha own
If ya know what real is
Real is good times and hardaches and being
able to balance them
But at the same time that the world will continue to
with or without you
Lend me your ears, give me your your conscience has to pay
attention to I mention
I'm your eye opener the hope for the one to will never see the
And if life is only the word
The phrase the life somebody else is living
Although we human most of us continue to in
In humane, whether pictures the same
Children being born using their mothers maiden
We play the game of but we don't all win
Most of us the bench until were called in
Struggling to get in the side the one-sided
On under God so divided
Out of touch with each others cultural
If you don't know someone me than how you feelin' me
MJG, the air we breathe makes us all
So suck it up and it takes us all to make it

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