Luyện nghe bài hát Real Life

you grilla.....
That's right, right
A hundred and million
nine and forty thousand
square miles, on planet
Fresh outta New
Aiyyo,

1:

Aiyyo,
Rollie up son Noodles had a problem
He called Lucky Hands lab niggas mobbed him
Max was on the outskirt in DC
Blaze had a shorty in his lab weed for free
night I was in the cut alone zoned out
Suggest I rock a vest when I'm bonin' out
you know it, Bobby told me before
Keep the by the side of the door
for military war
Numerous cats, is uterus
Who this, that he loking for Louis Rich
Diamond a young doing his thing
Big safes out in
Aqua green
One connect had on him
God, shit got realer a fuck
Crackers up state him
Marshalls came the hood that night
Bagged my man 32 bags he copped flight
Now he baggin' niggas
House and Air big ACs
Won the Oscar award for niggas
Now all y'all get to laugh now
Who got the laugh now
Hit his stash

It's real life
niggas betta see the light fast pa
Real life, it don't cost nuttin' just to
Real life, lay down son you last
life
Real
Real

2:

February day on a Wednesday
like grimsday
Russian hats rocking it the way
That day we got on us
Jakes us,
Playin Einstein lenses and
Little caught us
Couple of francs, peep the blue
What up tuck your chain came for us
Jumped out big and some hard bottles
Eyes of hate meeting up wid the stakes
It was who I it was
2 pair of one pair of Lugz
Wit the hardbottom wid the snub
Cocked it, where rock at, that
Violate cipher pa we'll definitely strike back
All of us right there slight fear in our
Blink we take it there
Doing our thing
jumped out tryin' to run shit
Spoken loud words all we is his head
He did some dumb
from Miami now
Damn yo big head in some wild shit
Noodles caught the down
Now it back to me yo
Handle it wise and yo
Put down your tooly and like men
No shots rang yo, hittin' the ground mangoes
Swiss cheese the thirty-G
Few weeks later son 'em all..
I 'em all..

(Repeat x2)