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
to find the toys, with no flavor

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

Those who 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?
Check out the story to the glory of the real

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

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

This was just like a
you supreme, the king of a minor ?
All for 47, [Incomprehensible]
Got hit with a pitch 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', you'll like a stoker
smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you can't see I'm great?
Check out the story to the glory of the estate

Heh heh heh, soft pussy motherfucker
Another fly verse straight from the
scripture of B-Real, yeah, get funky, real
This is the Eastside of things
You what 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 I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the on the top of

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

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

Ohh, now you see I'm real great?
out the story to the glory of the real estate

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

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

See, violators be prosecuted
by the reputed, undisputed, Cypress
Not so, no no sellout
You ain't got enough to shell out

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

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