Luyện nghe bài hát Real Estate

You'll waste time to hurt her, like murder
A duck the public's favorite rhyme order
I no waiter or hater of a spectator
Seekin' to find the toys, no flavor

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

Those who ain't I wet my stupid radio
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
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All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the
Step off! You why?
This shit is all boo-yaa, 'cause I said step off!

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

This was just like a
When you supreme, the of a minor ?
All for 47, eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and to heaven

Weak ducks, and buckin'
Sayin' "Fukkit", ain't worth damn pay the
my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
So go 'head, talk your punk

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

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 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 sport and you can see
G-ness dialogue, of the real

I nuttin' like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
And choke off, the I cook off
The dialectic,
slower 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 motherfuckers just learn nothin' G, wake up Hill
gotta keep goin' back to the old school
So keep goin out, 'cause they're just not real
Ha yeah, that's right

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

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

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