Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Iz Real

Check how i kick it, when i was wicked, the way
Hold my tec, cuz my niggaz by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the
Niggaz who fake real, on a real flight
Six feet deep in the
Mic technique got a nigga locked down for a
Word is bond, shit is on like
move, cuz i'm on a nigga hitlist
You know the kid with the rock from up the
Hit him up with the now his pops on my rooftop
to think you're hittin me
You're not hittin me you're me upset with the threat
But i'm a little nigga from the heart of
My stomping is brooklyn bound
Fuck what you heard, about what you hit
And if that's your girl, then your bitch shit
Fuckin all my niggaz cuz know black moon
iz real yo, pass that boom
Never parlay a l
the first hit for all my niggaz locked in jail
Then go for on a coup, laundry
Shoot the in the back and i'm aight all day
It's hot, shit is on ask the
Tell the dreadlock that i rule the
Ease back, man ah die like that
Eyah all de x-amount of shot in your back
Word to my hardrocks on ave
Feel the bloodbath of the
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 gat? you in bucktown
Shit iz real, all you hear is the
I'm real, shit iz real, fuck the raw
Pick up the bitch in the back by the
On the word, shit is in two-third
Pump herb to my niggaz from a nickel bag of
is locked down, what?
Beast can't step one foot in
Mr. ripper hit your up with holes
All my niggaz on g mad lows
All about the of the cash
Nigga nasty-ass, all on my bill blass
I got a in site, hmmm
Maybe cuz i had to get it on last
With a nigga from up the block, who walked the
him, but in another game i'ma head swell him
And when it to loading clips
Niggaz shit get hit with the tec at the hip
from bucktown, u.s.a.
All my niggaz represent eryday
On the steel, shit iz real word to
Shit iz real, yo shit is mad