Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Real

[Lloyd

I dont look for trouble, trouble me,
I be chilling with the grillin right me,
he put his f-cking eyes back in place,
i dont need a case to out a one year ace,
you should see my face, feed you BS,
feed me grapes,
I feed off negativity its bait,
all my n-ggas need a plate and that dont even hate
those that dont in fate,
from denial,
its how I succeed,
i be up a while,
how they were their shot
i was stuck under the bowel,
drove 100 valve me smile
my lifestyle make it rain on the crowd,
a black cloud, i a movie n-gga,
act wild, King em, bring em,
with the flowers beds and singing,
im swinging and my a hundred thousand,
they crowd em in public cause I grew up round em,
up n-gga,

Its the of the real,
aint real,
the game,
aint changed
except the change and n-ggas looking strange,
the of the real,
off the brain smelling like Jane,
and my Im as raw as cocaine,
its the return of the
dont complain, up game, maintain,
keep it still is real in the field,
the return of the real and I
to it may concern,
these dont learn,
they burnt, burnt,

2]
Crispy like a n-gga in Memphis,
we down fences
out the entrance,
you could be my or get sent to the dentist,
right off the shine every sentence,
in my attendance take off fake pendants,
them cubics and ocs i do this like the ogs,
im realer a death threat,
25 to life debt, they aint cut off my yet,
man i aint breaking sweat,
getting bright neck,
it I do not change,
i put it on a nice check you already know my range,
bet it all on a game,
6.45 and Ive been giving to the hood,
rap nuttin,
to that g sh-t you dont want it me sh-t,
that wood for wood would give it to you for free sh-t,
what you blow up weed with,
get high speed sh-t with, as as I got the gift I dont need sh-t.

3]
Box cuttings bring Buck in,
these n-ggas duckin all nothin,
cos is enough to get turned into dust,
chrome you thrust,
cos no sympathy in this game for you and us,
n-ggas throwin dirt on your name,
who could you who could you call,
God you take another fall,
all we got round is crack, hip hop and ball,
aint kids, kids got clips cocked an all,
imma whether big or small,
hood coach i the shots,
i just out cos a n-gga tall,
no barred with the God,
im five the hoes jog,
to the (?) for a job,
they that gutter back,
no prob, i .. of oil (?)
they i go hard,
about as hard as it is to out them cuffs,
. me,
AK out this truck,