Luyện nghe bài hát Reality

What is
Motherfuckers out here know shit
They ain't tryin' to shit
a dumb motherfucker out here tryin' to represent

Get my motherfuckin'
You don't so? Well, then fuck you, hoe
'Cause I'm ridin' on trucks, banked all that type of
get paid motherfucker

Fuck dreamin' the same dreams, bein' down for the team
When it seems to be is just a dream
Eye to eye, the colors I wear is do or die
When I walk the street, will I meet evil in disguise?

So, I a fo'-fo' with hollow tips
While my tellin' me "should I not", or "should I peel it?"
What I represent God knows what lies for myself
Jealousy and niggaz is out for my wealth

Will I perish? Later selfish for the of my life
'Cause who live wrong is bound to live a short life
Will money be the of my destruction?
the money I can't even seem to function

Now there's, nowhere, for me to
There's nowhere for me to from reality

As as the situation gets
I remain, I maintain, that much strain
To make me twist like Kurt Cobain
Ahh shit, I don't this

Some niggaz that I fucked tryin' to pull a twist
But ain't much twistin' in existence
And this is how you me love
It shows me exactly what capable of

Now is it that that make you wanna catch me slippin'
and pay a visit, cause this is, for all my
For jackers only come twist, to the in L.A. that know me
I'm back with the fifth of
Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz on the mash

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to
There's nowhere for me to hide from
Now there's, nowhere, for me, to
nowhere for me to hide from reality

I it to you like it is, got no time for no games
In the world of madness, will my be the same
Will my friends be around when they me in the ground
A lost soul lost forever, never to be found

Life ain't what it seems, for the niggaz of schemes
On the hood full of don't wanna blast for the green
These six bitches wanna get a caught up
For what, a simple nut, a fuck

Daily it the penitentiary chances
To survive in nineteen
So I got ninety-five ways
To survive

Time and time again, I a rhyme again
'Cause I'ma get in deeper shit if I convert to again
Out to convert me, the same niggaz out to hurt me
It irks me, strenuous

next on the list to complete
After all this that popped off on the street
And all eyes on me, but I won't change
'Cause what I represent I 'til I die

It's time for me, to grab a tall of Hennessey

Ya see my ways is to phase all them niggaz try me
Leave 'em layin' if they ain't on IV's
I the hardest, regardless fool
Livin' life day and night stayin' hard and

Keep my cool, until my abruptly switch
Then I'm on a niggaz ass like bumpy
It's no remorse you cross my course
I'm not a hunter, but take a nigga out for

Don't resorts, to thinkin' you get with this
Or you will be a if you insist to diss
Mista Tray Dee, L O N G
B E A C H, where the hardest be

Twenty-first was the worstest turf on the
Yet I I was meant to represent from birth
I die, you wonder why it ain't no secret
Motherfuckers best be in love with G shit

There's, nowhere, for me to
There's nowhere for me to hide reality
There's, nowhere, for me to
There's nowhere for me to hide reality

There's, nowhere, for me to
There's nowhere for me to hide from
There's, nowhere, for me to
nowhere for me to hide from reality

There's, nowhere, nowhere for me to turn
There's nowhere for me to hide from
There's, nowhere, for me to
nowhere for me to hide from reality