Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Is Real Pt. III

Slow motion,
Tell you what I see these eyes
All we do is the truth, yeah
Shit is then real, yeah
Shit is realla then real, it?

My niggas walk wit me, yeah
They wit me
Would you cook wit me now, ya heard?

Lord, I keep hollerin', I You listenin'
How come I'm still stressed an' even though the squad's
Why You had to take Pun, someone so
Had so more to live for, as real as they come

man can't talk
That's why You're hearin' one side of the
But did they tell You how he provided for
members, grandmas to shorties
Even my seeds ate off the big

How could You Your kids like that
Make 'em believe they dad wasn't jack?
to the facts as The Don pours his heart on this track
How could I stand there an' not react?

An' I'm just about sick of all you niggas
You know, do for the limelight niggas
I'm defendin' your honor, my brother from anotha
I thought I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible]

Shit is then you think, man, you must not know
It a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't film
Just a simple game will get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto ain't a place that you wanna take
cat that'll spill you an' end up with your wifey
I've seen it all, why I've picked up the pen
To keep your boy from servin' in the pen, ya heard?

Fuck the flu season, nowadays it's sue
even go to the clubs an' show my people love
'Coz soon as pop off an' niggas knuckle love
Niggas accusin' me of 'em up

I'm like, "Hold up, ain't supposed to be dogs?"
Part time live niggas, dabbelin'
See a rapper think of a lucrative
But a bitch if you choosin' to squeal

It's than obvious, you don't know a thing about honor
But what goes comes around, you'll soon learn about karma
As for me I being the realest
by politicians, street thugs an' killers

I feedin' the street but the street feed back
Is that police tryna see Joe back in slacks?
But never dat, see, I keep money
An' if you for dat
You'll never see a cent from me,

Shit is realla you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV wanna film
Just a simple dice game will get a killed

The ghetto ain't a place you wanna take lightly
Same cat that'll spill you an' end up with wifey
I've it all, that's why I've picked up the pen
To keep your boy from servin' in the pen, ya heard?

Yo, I grindin', everybody counted me out
Now I'm rewindin' in my beach house
If I'm not in the studio, I'm out on
my ass to make my fans' future secure

Nowadays everybody somethin' for nothin'
All of a sudden niggas like, "Joey be frontin'"
The hood screamin', Crack changed, he don't holla
I know now Big, 'Mo Mo Problems'

a muthafucka
Who'd a thought the same niggas you be
Be the comin' for ya?
I'm not stressin', I was a warrior
I'm too big, too wise, too strong for ya

When it's all said an' done, I my dreams
Could have ended up or in jail given the scheme of things
To let you I'm the reason you still walkin'
If I said somethin' it was me, not the talkin', muthafucka

is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV wanna film
a simple dice game will get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto ain't a place that you take lightly
Same cat that'll spill you an' end up your wifey
seen it all, that's why I've picked up the pen
To keep your boy from servin' in the pen, ya heard?