Luyện nghe bài hát Real Life

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

1]
I only rock with
Plot plannin' niggas that cock
Roll with the ox jammin' doin' whole bids in the box standin'
8 niggas quick to hop in the van'n
Cock glocks and put the drops on the block gamblin'
Turn it to knots
Gun got 'em scramblin'
4 cops to examine
The streets are so I speak it vivid
Sleep it, love it, and it
If you want one of these slugs i'm'a it
And pop you 'till you liquid
days are numbered and I'm droppin' the digits
Bodies get sent to the shop like civics
All for poppin' up on the wrong blocks to
The spot to risk it
Nothin' but tops in the biscuits
Get lifted out your hot lizards
it far from the child shit
.40 cal.
with wild cliques
Dead you and beat the trial shit
12 valve
The strip is
Flooded with drug lawmen
your fortune
Shorties are like the statue of liberty, they stay the torch'n
that spit the fifth often
Mad chicks get
Weak ones lay stiff in a
Federal stakeouts, get raided
Shots get
Come in a lock everything rock
Keepin' the cell overly populated
scarfaces inoxicated
Bodies get
Some get chopped and
Leave 'em bleedin' in need for aid
For dough metal rasied
When shit hot it's hard to settle the blaze
The we praise.

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The life you
Is just like the you roll
Be kid, these streets is ice cold
The thirsty out workin' the night patrol
For the price of
As the story of our gets told.

2]
How many it out, it's one in a million
Scared to death 'cause one of children
Just be the next one to get stretched in front on the building
Dumbin' out, pullin' guns out, runnin' villians
in pain, kid in a street gang
Trapped in these blocks the heat flames
Where niggas for they thang
slang, chop your grill until the meat hang
Bustin' they gat, their deep games
out for the cheap dames that 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 luck
Be to bust
How many you to trust?
Keep your close and enemies closer
I pour double shots of remi to toast ya friendly ghost until send
Me
Send some guinea's to ya
If they can't approach ya send me the
Give 'em the kennedy dose and send in ya boulder
Life is bendin' them slimmy's over
Plenty bentley's and
Half naked for limo chauffers
with the fendi sofa's
Black nostras
jehovas stackin' like sosa
Taylor made suits with penny loafers
Mac tens in for rats and vultures
Havin' package and coach us
These raps are
Blow the backs of
with the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and hangers
The a ton bringers
one in the chamber