Luyện nghe bài hát Real Life

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

1]
I only rock with
Plot plannin' that cock cannons
Roll with the ox jammin' niggas doin' whole in the box standin'
8 niggas thats to hop in the van'n
Cock glocks and put the drops on the whole block
Turn it to knots
Gun shots got 'em
Leavin' 4 to examine
The streets are so I speak it vivid
it, love it, and live it
If you want one of these slugs i'm'a it
And pop you 'till you drop
Your days are numbered and I'm the digits
get sent to the chop shop like civics
All for up on the wrong blocks to visit
The wrong to risk it
Nothin' but hollow tops in the
Get helicopter lifted out your hot
Keep it far from the child
.40 cal.
with wild cliques
Dead you and beat the trial shit
12 whips
The strip is
with drug enforcement lawmen
Strippin' fortune
Shorties are like the statue of liberty, they stay the torch'n
Orphans that spit the often
Mad chicks get
Weak ones lay stiff in a
stakeouts, spots get raided
Shots get
Come in a lock rock related
the cell blocks overly populated
Incarcerated scarfaces
get operated
Some get chopped and
Leave 'em bleedin' in need for aid
For dough metal rasied
When shit gets hot it's 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 patrol
For the of gold
As the story of our life told.

2]
How many make it out, one in a million
Scared to death 'cause one of your
might be the next one to get stretched in front on the building
Dumbin' out, pullin' out, runnin' wit' villians
in pain, kid in a street gang
Trapped in these blocks where the heat
Where niggas for they thang
Speak slang, chop your until the meat hang
Bustin' they gat, runnin' deep games
Look out for the cheap dames set you up
you to the crib to wet you up
Lift necklace up
Quick to and mess you up
and wess' you up
Never your luck
Be prepared to
How you dare to trust?
Keep your friends and enemies closer
I pour double shots of remi to toast ya friendly until they send
Me
some guinea's to roast ya
If they can't approach ya send me the
Give 'em the kennedy dose and three in ya boulder
Life is about bendin' them slimmy's
Plenty and rovers
Half naked for limo chauffers
with the fendi sofa's
Black costa
Crack jehovas stackin' sosa
Taylor made suits with penny loafers
Mac in holsters for rats and vultures
Havin' dt's package and us
These are vulgar
Blow the of cobras
Roll the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and slum
The a ton bringers
one in the chamber