Luyện nghe bài hát Real Life

This one is for my people in the street and six baby...
Watch yourself kid, the jakes be and on the creep now...
What the deal, this ones for my duns thats doin' bids...
reppin' queens with infra-red beams...

1]
I only rock with
Plot plannin' niggas that cock
Roll with the ox jammin' niggas doin' bids in the box standin'
8 thats quick to hop in the van'n
Cock and put the drops on the whole block gamblin'
Turn it to knots
Gun got 'em scramblin'
Leavin' 4 to examine
The are frigid so I speak it vivid
Sleep it, it, and live it
If you want one of slugs i'm'a give it
And pop you 'till you liquid
Your are numbered and I'm droppin' the digits
get sent to the chop shop like civics
All for poppin' up on the blocks to visit
The wrong spot to it
Nothin' but tops in the biscuits
Get helicopter lifted out hot lizards
Keep it far the child shit
.40 cal.
Runnin' with wild
Dead you and the murder trial shit
12 valve
The strip is
Flooded drug enforcement lawmen
Strippin' fortune
Shorties are like the of liberty, they stay liftin' the torch'n
Orphans spit the fifth often
Mad chicks get
ones lay stiff in a coffin
Federal stakeouts, get raided
get traded
Come in a lock everything related
the cell blocks overly populated
Incarcerated inoxicated
get operated
Some get chopped and
'em bleedin' in need for medical aid
For dough metal gets
When shit gets hot hard to settle the blaze
The we praise.

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The you hold
Is like the dice you roll
Be careful kid, streets is ice cold
The thirsty worms out workin' the night
For the price of
As the story of our life told.

2]
How many make it out, it's one in a
to death 'cause one of your children
Just might be the next one to get stretched in on the building
Dumbin' out, pullin' guns out, runnin' wit'
in pain, kid in a street gang
Trapped in these blocks the heat flames
Where niggas reach for thang
Speak slang, chop your grill until the hang
they gat, runnin' their deep games
Look out for the cheap dames set you up
Invite you to the to wet you up
Lift your up
Quick to lift and you up
and wess' you up
Never press your
Be prepared to
How many you dare to
Keep friends close and enemies closer
I pour shots of remi to toast ya friendly ghost until they send
Me
Send some guinea's to ya
If they approach ya send me the semi-toasters
Give 'em the dose and send three in ya boulder
is about bendin' them slimmy's over
Plenty bentley's and
Half naked women for limo
Crib the fendi sofa's
Black costa
Crack stackin' like sosa
Taylor made suits with penny loafers
Mac in holsters for rats and vultures
Havin' dt's package and us
raps are vulgar
Blow the of cobras
with the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and hangers
The brick a ton
one in the chamber