Luyện nghe bài hát Real Life

[Ebony Talking]
Ayo...Tar... you

[Tarboy from Trackboys
Yeah..uh

Eyez]
Do This..

[Chorus -
Look..uh..
ain't never move me...
Dawg, ain't a movie
This is real life, so why you to do me?
Sit back and and think about the past
And your next move your best, it might be your last

- Ebony Eyez]
Look..
Money ain't never me..
Bitch this a movie
is real life, so why you tryin' to do me?
Sit back and and think about the past
And make next move your best, it might be your last

[Verse 1:
Look...
Money make the man
but still, I
if you ain't gettin' dough, what the fuck you in this
I see you hoes, and all your fancy clothes
you say you the music, then why you at the show?
all that yappin' mean?
how the that fit the plan?
where the fuck you homeboy?
you ain't my land
I see you in the club, in the mean-mugged
with all your little thugs, go pop a of bub
and think about it
and drink your problems
before a out here on the streets help you solve them
see, I mad at ya
I'm just to relax you
and teach you somethin' homie, before them killers you
I try to it thorough
Keith done been the world
and understood how a man could act like a girl
but see I'm a squirrel
and this is world
and I you the best
so get it off your

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[Chorus - Eyez]

2 - Ebony Eyez]
Louie, done my purse
well, he ain't write this
some people put they money first, and don't care who hurt
always talkin' bout how finna do this and finna do that
finna get that new benz and finna buy they a cadillac
I try to mind my business, they strike at me with a
know I'm young and visicious and know how to throw them fist-es
say I dont it real, (what?) say I ain't got the skill
(we) mad cause I got a deal, give a fuck bout how you
I the streets and that's the way you gotta be
and when my album drop, people gon' be mad at me
bitches wanna listen, don't wanna play position
ain't got a pot to piss in, but they call they self
your next move should always be your move
never follow the rest do, and they'll respect you
Cause money come and go, don't front like you don't
and when it's all spend up and gone, you got shit to show

- Tarboy]

[Chorus - Ebony

[Verse 3:
Now my baby mama hate the fact, now that I'm scratch
so she go and react, hold up man, matter of a
now I'm thinkin' back, when I ain't had no scratch
no ice, or no 'lac, hold up Kwon it back
now was you react?
that's I hate the fact, I laid her on her back
(hold up man, say that)
nah, let me the facts
y'all know I love my son, but she only care about if he got some air ones
Now ain't shit dumb? Now where we both come from
Like all your life, you grew up running around funds
We was broke as Hammer, for pajamas
Cribs as llamas, eating corn flakes and bananas
Now vests and Hummers, we fucked the whole summer
The only reason, your man be tryin to take me under
So now I sit and wonder, like I ain't got no
And yes it's true, that the money might moved you

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[Chorus - Ebony