Luyện nghe bài hát Real Estate

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

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

who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
'Cause he needs a G when you listen to the
I'm not a loco but I'm just 'til punk go, oh
Now you can't see I'm great?
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All motherfuckers that wanna run up on the Hill
Step off! You know
This is all about boo-yaa, 'cause I said step off!

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

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

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

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

Heh heh heh, another pussy motherfucker
Another fly verse from the deficit
scripture 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 paid a plot, for
I won't, 'cause yo, I got a lot of what I
I taught ya, the beat on the top of

Everythin' you know, still you do no
Damage or duel aiyyo, 'cause our crew now
The Real is the sport and you can see
dialogue, of the real skiers

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

Ohh, now you can't see I'm great?
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Yo, I told you to keep brother
The motherfuckers just don't learn nothin' G, up Hill
They gotta keep goin' back to the old
So keep goin out, 'cause they're just not real
Ha yeah, that's fool

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

See, will be prosecuted
by the reputed, undisputed, zooted
Not so, no there's no
You got enough ducats to shell out

Well, I'm in front, and yo, I feel
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Yeah, roaches in but they don't come out G
Don't come on the Hill, right
Get off the real estate, get off the estate
Get off the estate, get off the real estate