Luyện nghe bài hát Real Estate

You'll waste time to her, sorta like murder
A duck with the public's favorite order
I ain't no or hater of a spectator
Seekin' to the toys, with no flavor

See I'm talkin' those whose vocals ain't comin' off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of
Some go nut, the of the last one
Slower, flower,

Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid
he needs a G when you listen to the vocal
I'm not a loco but I'm lookin' just punk go, oh
Now you can't see I'm real
Check out the story to the of the real estate

All these motherfuckers wanna run up on the Hill
Step off! You why?
This shit is all about boo-yaa, 'cause I step off!

This is the crime you you're not an exponent
it, another gonna mierda on it
Now you're wishin', fishin' you could do
But on the strength, yo, I think you

This was just a dream
you supreme, the king of a minor ?
All for 47, [Incomprehensible]
Got hit a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven

ducks, duckin' and buckin'
Sayin' "Fukkit", worth damn pay the ducats
From my public, my subject, I loves it
So go 'head, talk punk shit

Suckers, you're nuttin', like a train stoker
Crack smoker, can we we choker
Ohh, now you can't see I'm great?
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Heh heh heh, soft pussy motherfucker
Another fly verse straight from the
Another of B-Real, yeah, get funky, real
This is the Eastside of things
You know I'm sayin', Cypress Hill

You flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Ain't a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
I won't, yo, I got a lot of what I gotcha
I taught ya, the beat on the top of

Everythin' you know, you can't do no
Damage or duel though aiyyo, our crew now
The Real is the and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real

I ain't nuttin' like a joke, get stoned, get
And choke off, the I cook off
The dialectic,
Chew slower or another statistic

Ohh, now you can't see I'm real
Check out the story to the glory of the real

Yo, I told you to down brother
The motherfuckers just don't learn nothin' G, wake up
They keep goin' back to the old school
So they keep out, 'cause they're just not real
Ha yeah, that's right

Yes the master pass, kick ass
And feel combustion, for the dope
'Cause you're on my property, get off it G
Get up, then you get shot up

See, will be prosecuted
by the reputed, undisputed, zooted
Not so, no no sellout
You ain't got ducats to shell out

Well, I'm in front, and yo, I feel
Check out the story to the of the real estate

Yeah, roaches in but they don't come out G
Don't come on the Hill, that's
Get off the estate, get off the real estate
Get off the real estate, get off the real