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, come on a real
Six deep in the creep
Mic technique got a nigga locked for a week
Word is bond, shit is on like
Gotta move, cuz i'm on a nigga
You know the kid with the rock from up the
Hit him up with the glock now his pops on my
to think you're hittin me
You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset with the
But i'm a little nigga from the heart of
My ground is brooklyn bound
what you heard, it's about what you hit
And if that's your girl, then your bitch shit
Fuckin all my niggaz cuz know black moon
Shit iz real yo, pass that
parlay without a l
Inhale the hit for all my niggaz locked in jail
Then go for on a coup, laundry
Shoot the wack in the and i'm aight all day
It's hot, shit is on ask the
Tell the dreadlock that i the block
Ease back, man ah die like that
Eyah all de x-amount of shot in your back
Word to my hardrocks on ave
the bloodbath of the aftermath
The wrath of duck down, bucktown is
Word to my nigga ft on the steel
On a who faked the jack, yo lift it back
Fuck you're from, it's about where you're at
Where your gat? 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 heard in
Pump herb to my niggaz a nickel bag of absurd
On-the-real is down, what?
Beast can't step one in bucktown
Mr. ripper hit back up with holes
All my niggaz on g mad lows
All about the breaker of the
Nigga nasty-ass, hittin all on my blass
I got a in site, hmmm
Maybe cuz i had to get it on night
With a from up the block, who walked the rock
Drill him, but in another game head swell him
And when it comes to clips
talk shit get hit with the tec at the hip
Straight bucktown, u.s.a.
All my must represent eryday
On the steel, shit iz real to feel
iz real, yo shit is mad real