Luyện nghe bài hát Real

Somebody get the bags
We put the beats in em na
Put the in 'em
'em
Put 'em on a beat with me, then I'm eatin' away from the table, you rappers ain't hungry enough
You rappers hungry like ah
They talk about me I'm here
talk about you like you wise, woo!

That nurse came my room, she told me I'm sick in the head
I'm in hip-hop's bed with a pad, and a pin, and a brace on my neck
They me that I'm never leavin'

I am as ill as it
Any rapper that say that they runnin' the game, Imma come in they session and cut off legs
Woo!

Strap a to my head
Pull out the pin, my music is mind
Ain't do it like I do it
You ain't been on my level I gotta [?] in the way to keep 'em talkin' and actin'
like everybody gonna get up in a sleep with your eyes

You wanna know I noticed?
I look around and my fan ain't ready
That last album was
That last was gritty
How you match that? Just let me

Do I do best
You'll do better playin' Russian roulette
Then comin' in a booth with me, I get
A bit intense, I'm like, "who's next?"

Y'all better it
a look at where the clock is
It's my time, this music that I climbed
I took the machete, the game isn't
Them rappers, they up on me
I cut off the latter, and I 'em, "bye-bye"
What? Were you for a high-five?
try

Do not believe everything that you read on the
I don't know who your dentist is, but he should clean out your
Don't call me a sellout, that's somethin' I've been

I've been through hell all my though
But I know where is
Father me, for I am a sinner
But you gave me as medicine