Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Real

[Lloyd

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

Its the of the real,
aint real,
the game,
aint nothing
except the change and these looking strange,
the of the real,
off the brain smelling Mary Jane,
and my Im as raw as cocaine,
its the return of the
complain, up your game, maintain,
keep it sh-t 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 kicking fences
out the entrance,
you could be my apprentice or get to the dentist,
off the benches shine every sentence,
in my attendance take off fake pendants,
cubics and them ocs i do this like the ogs,
im realer a death threat,
25 to life debt, aint cut off my lights yet,
man i aint light sweat,
getting bright neck,
it I do not change,
i put it on a nice check you already my price range,
bet it all on a game,
6.45 and Ive been giving to the hood,
rap nuttin,
to that g you dont want it with me sh-t,
that wood for wood million would it to you for free sh-t,
you blow up your weed with,
get high speed sh-t with, as long as I got the I dont need sh-t.

3]
Box cutter cuttings Buck in,
n-ggas duckin all over nothin,
cos nothin is enough to get into dust,
chrome you thrust,
cos aint no sympathy in this for you and us,
plus n-ggas dirt on your name,
who you trust who could you call,
God forbid you another fall,
all we got here is crack, hip hop and ball,
kids aint kids, kids got cocked an all,
imma whether big or small,
coach i call the shots,
i just stand out cos a tall,
no holds barred the God,
im show 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,
n-ggas AK out truck,