Luyện nghe bài hát Really Real

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

Aiyo, go against Gang and handle the war
In the streets we ain't asking who you for
Wave my hand have you faggot hugging the floor
Scarface, shower scene, angel and the chainsaw

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

Baby, a jungle, I got animal taste for
Real estate cards, plus my safe full
La Banga, Cash, I'm catching a case for
Duct tape your face, then, empty your off

Soldiers got more than 8 balls, you a running back
Play the front line with
Carlton Fisk, for the stand 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 steel
Click, go and get clique
Crews, squads, bring 'em
I'm so soulful, like a singer do

So bitches love me, I live a swinger too
Niggas scared to play in the
I brought ringers through
Go ahead, say my name, the type to for drama
I snatch chain, test out your body armor

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

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

speak true life stories, that's on format
So I use these ass rappers like they was doormats
put in work, no W-2's
So I file 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 with the struggle, used to for crums
Filling blunts in the front, thugging for ones
clips fly, nicks, dimes, something to pump
Whole fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son

boy on the corner, I was so involved
So the drama, I embraced it with arms
I'm trying to shake the fame, 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
Through the rain, through the fire, by desire
Cynthia son, forgive me for the that I've 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
the same code
Still dwelling in the hell, and find a time to make a
The few who escaped with trying to find a zone

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

The line, I'm still stuck to the curb
Sky high but it wasn't the sherm, really but herbs
I risk it all for the
Even if it's war with the law, I pause

I can't, won't, stop, I ain't got an off switch
Dying trying to live it, to get a small part of it
My is sick type that you don't want problems with
Rolling like seventy mack trucks, 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 worked too
Fought too long, I'm on my own two