Luyện nghe bài hát Real Estate

You'll waste time to hurt her, sorta like
A with the public's favorite rhyme order
I ain't no waiter or of a spectator
to find the toys, with no flavor

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

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

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

This is the crime you you're not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna on it
Now you're wishin', you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I you knew

was just like a dream
When you supreme, the king of a ?
All for 47, eleven
Got hit a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven

ducks, duckin' and buckin'
Sayin' "Fukkit", ain't damn pay the ducats
From my public, my subject, I loves it
So go 'head, your punk shit

Suckers, you're nuttin', like a train stoker
smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you can't see I'm real
out the story to the glory of the real estate

Heh heh heh, another soft pussy
Another fly verse straight from the
Another of B-Real, yeah, get funky, real
This is the Lower of things
You know I'm sayin', Cypress Hill

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

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

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

Ohh, now you can't see I'm real
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Yo, I told you to down brother
The just don't learn nothin' G, wake up Hill
They gotta keep goin' to the old school
So they keep goin out, they're just not real
Ha yeah, right fool

Yes the master pass, your ass
And feel combustion, for the blast
'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, Cypress
Not so, no no sellout
You got enough ducats to shell out

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

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