Luyện nghe bài hát Keep It Real

'that's the fuck I'm talkin' about
That real shit

Living room packed, laid on the flow
Niggaz see me on the madden with frisco
I'm runnin' fools straight to the
While my man train talkin' on the phone, the curse
waste gas drivin' down the same streets
And hood wishin' for the passenger seats
Flag 'em down, like they flaggin' down to get a
Too good to ride a bus, is a must
Another day kickin' back, the scientist is hard at
how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade
Or will and temple where my homie down by zeenie
the bald head it's too hot for the beanie
Sittin' on the porch niggaz run the sign
Hookers sell they bodies 'round the way ain't hard to
Right in the corner of parkin' lot
Peepin' out their hair that spot is hot
And that's

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Nigga keep my shit real
Lettin' punk niggaz know how the I feel
Pussy ass niggaz always wanna be
A nigga like ren when I put that real down

Randy up the street cuttin' up the fade
And compton p.d. around the 'bout to raid
The yellow helicopter 'round like a gnat
And hood yellin' out a car where the party at
My robbin' train go and get a
And niggaz 'round the way don't give a damn about a truce
But I gotta lotta love for my
And like they ain't tryin', niggaz keep dyin'
I won't be like most and just come
And shoot my video in and disappear for a year
We make fools like that shake the
One for the treble yo ass in the parkin' lot
handkerchief headed niggaz come around fakin'
Braggin' 'bout that money they be
Boot lickin' butt dancin' just better chill
I tell 'em how I feel and that's real

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Yeah, uh, break it
All y'all busta ass
Do it like this,
Uh, yeah, come all y'all ass niggaz to this

Goin' to the pad hit the beach up on the
Here comes korleone up the in the mini-blazer
While the dominoes start to get
The same time that the start bakin'
I don't eat swine, but I take a burger
I can't fade worms, books' full of terms
Homies by, some stop and conversate
On a gang a topics we to debate
On why in black neighborhoods is always down
And white neighborhoods one piece a trash 'round
So we gotta do for and quit bitchin'
Recycle black so we can roll impalas
Every street got own rap artist
On every cover brother got a gun tryin' to look the hardest
But some deserve a slap 'cause they laid down strap
When they hear that's a rap and that's

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