Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Real

[Lloyd

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

Its the of the real,
this real,
the game,
aint nothing
except the change and these n-ggas 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 and I return
to it may concern,
n-ggas dont learn,
they burnt, burnt,

2]
Crispy like a n-gga in Memphis,
we down fences
out the entrance,
you be my apprentice or get sent to the dentist,
right off the shine every sentence,
in my attendance take off them pendants,
them cubics and ocs i do this like the ogs,
im than a death threat,
25 to life debt, aint cut off my lights yet,
man i breaking light 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 want it with me sh-t,
that for wood million would give it to you for free sh-t,
you blow up your weed with,
get speed sh-t with, as long as I got the gift I dont need sh-t.

3]
Box cutter cuttings Buck in,
these n-ggas all over nothin,
cos nothin is enough to get turned dust,
chrome you thrust,
cos aint no sympathy in game for you and us,
plus n-ggas throwin on your name,
who could you who could you call,
God forbid you another fall,
all we got here is crack, hip hop and ball,
kids aint kids, got clips cocked an all,
imma ball big or small,
hood i call the shots,
i stand out cos a n-gga tall,
no holds with the God,
im five the hoes jog,
to the (?) for a job,
want 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,