Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Iz Real

Check how i it, when i was wicked, around the way
my tec, cuz my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and hit the eve of the night
Niggaz who fake real, come on a flight
Six feet in the creep
Mic technique got a nigga locked down for a
Word is bond, is on like this
Gotta move, cuz i'm on a nigga
You know the kid with the from up the block
Hit him up with the now his pops on my rooftop
Ridiculous to think hittin me
You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset the threat
But i'm a little from the heart of bucktown
My stomping ground is bound
Fuck what you heard, it's about you hit
And if your girl, then your bitch ain't shit
Fuckin all my niggaz cuz know black moon
Shit iz real yo, that boom
parlay without a l
Inhale the first hit for all my locked in jail
go for dolo on a coup, laundry
Shoot the in the back and i'm aight all day
It's hot, is on ask the cops
the dreadlock that i rule the block
Ease back, nuff man ah die like
Eyah pussy all de x-amount of shot in back
to my hardrocks on franklin ave
Feel the of the aftermath
The wrath of duck down, bucktown is
to my nigga five ft on the steel
On a nigga who faked the jack, yo lift it
where you're from, it's about where you're at
Where your whenever you in bucktown
Shit iz real, all you is the sound
I'm real, iz real, fuck the raw deal
Pick up the bitch in the back by the
On the word, shit is in two-third
Pump herb to my niggaz a nickel bag of absurd
is locked down, what?
Beast step one foot in bucktown
Mr. ripper hit your back up holes
All my niggaz on g mad lows
All about the of the cash
Nigga nasty-ass, hittin all on my blass
I got a vibe in site,
Maybe cuz i had to get it on night
With a nigga from up the block, who walked the
Drill him, but in another game head swell him
And when it comes to loading
Niggaz shit get hit with the tec at the hip
Straight bucktown, u.s.a.
All my niggaz must represent
On the steel, shit iz word to feel
Shit iz real, yo shit is mad