Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Real

[Lloyd

I dont look for trouble, finds me,
I be chilling the grillin right beside me,
he put his f-cking eyes back in place,
i dont a case to come out a one year ace,
you see my face, n-ggas feed you BS,
b-tches me grapes,
I feed off negativity its bait,
all my need a plate and those that dont even hate
those that 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 makes me
my lifestyle style it rain on the crowd,
a cloud, i make a movie n-gga,
act wild, King em, bring em,
with the beds and n-ggas singing,
im and my medallions a hundred thousand,
they crowd em in public cause I grew up round em,
up n-gga,

Its the of the real,
this real,
the game,
nothing changed
except the and these n-ggas looking strange,
the of the real,
off the brain like Mary Jane,
and my Im as raw as cocaine,
its the of the real
complain, up your game, maintain,
keep it still sh-t is 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 down in Memphis,
we kicking down
out the entrance,
you could be my or get sent to the dentist,
off the benches shine every sentence,
in my attendance take off fake pendants,
them cubics and ocs i do this like the ogs,
im than a death threat,
25 to life debt, they aint cut off my yet,
man i aint breaking sweat,
diamond bright neck,
it I do not change,
i put it on a nice you already know my price range,
bet it all on a game,
6.45 and Ive been back to the hood,
rap nuttin,
to that g you dont want it with me sh-t,
wood for wood million would give it to you for free sh-t,
what you up your weed with,
get speed sh-t with, as long as I got the gift I dont need sh-t.

3]
Box cutter 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,
plus throwin dirt on your name,
who could you trust who you call,
God forbid you take fall,
all we got here is crack, hip hop and ball,
kids aint kids, kids got cocked an all,
imma ball big or small,
coach i call the shots,
i just out cos a n-gga tall,
no holds with the God,
im show five the jog,
to the (?) for a job,
they that gutter back,
no prob, i .. of oil (?)
know i go hard,
about as as it is to stay out them cuffs,
. me,
n-ggas AK out truck,