Luyện nghe bài hát Really Real

Aiyo, INS, yo, these talking real stupid, again
Nigga, you know what it is,
How you stop the real, nigga? It's impossible
Nigga, fuck is wrong you niggas
Is you stupid or something, go

Aiyo, go against House and handle the war
In the streets we asking who you handling for
Wave my hand have you faggot niggas the floor
Scarface, shower scene, angel and the chainsaw

Shells hit your car, tear frame off
Beef got you covered like the faggot
Bodies in steak
What you think I bought all lions and apes for
Shotgun timey, dumping your face boy

Baby, it's a jungle, I got animal for
Real estate cards, keeping my safe full
La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm a case for
Duct tape your face, then, empty your off

Soldiers got than 8 balls, you just a running back
Play the front line with
Carlton Fisk, ready for the off
Five hundred grams, half a man, watch me get man off

Real shit, we to get a mil quick
Son try and block the shots, right after the clip
Click, go and get your
Crews, squads, bring 'em
I'm so soulful, like a singer do

So love me, I live like a swinger too
Niggas to play in the game
I brought some through
Go ahead, say my name, the type to look for
I snatch your chain, test out body armor

My reputation Jeffrey Dahmer, I eat niggas
You running with rappers, I get money with niggas
I put fire to niggas, gasoline homey with cheap liquor
unit see the picture

C.S.I., S.I. retire
Rest in La, cut 'em like a pizza pie
I paper, cop cars, I don't even drive
I am not a rapper, nah, I even rhyme

Just speak life stories, that's on format
So I use these fake ass like they was doormats
Taylor put in work, no
So I don't taxes, I just hustle my way through

I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,

I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,

Born the struggle, used to hustle for crums
Filling blunts in the building front, thugging for
Full clips fly, nicks, dimes, something to
Whole fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son

City boy on the corner, I was so
So the drama, I embraced it with arms
I'm trying to the fame, hoping I can break the chain
Everyday the same, who am I to make it

my niggas risk it all just to play the game
And the youngings going through it, to play the same
the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire
Cynthia son, forgive me for the sins that done

I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,

the real, really?
You only feel me if you walk the road
Talk the same
Still dwelling in the hell, and a time to make a home
The few who with trying to find a safer zone

I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him, I'm of him
He real, he'll spend a mil' in the housing then
is believing, my vision is blurred
'Cuz I ain't seen nothing I heard, nothing but words

The bottom line, I'm still to the curb
Sky high but it the sherm, really nothing but herbs
I risk it all for the
Even if it's war with the law, I won't

I can't, won't, stop, I ain't got an off switch
Dying trying to it, just to get a small part of it
My is sick type that you don't want problems with
like seventy mack trucks, what's stopping it?

I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,

I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,
I'm the real,

You gots to be kidding my niggas, I too hard
too long, I'm standing on my own two