Luyện nghe bài hát Still Real

so depressin', uh
Be the realest shit I ever
(Money and cars, bitches)
Is Real Part 2
(Drugs)
day
(Society you know?)
See it's like to walk in my shoes
It all fun and games
(You heard?)

Yo, yo, I'm sick and tired of stressin', every a different lesson
I'm free-fallin', leave this deep depression
My son Joey slow, my mom's got cancer in her throat
My big brother sniffin'
Let me know how many motherfucker wanna be like me
Screamed at and like shit by your wifey

This hot bitch be sweatin' the cash
My baby mother think I doe out my ass
like, how much fight I got left in me
Niggaz won't be happy till they bring the death of me
But you see Joe look weak or flow off beat
And sees the board in four more weeks

You gotta walk, where I
where I bang
Slang I hang
To get where I'm to
where I stay
Blaze who I
Pay dues, how I
To get I'm going to

You walk, where I walked
Bang I bang
Slang I hang
To get I'm going to
Stay I stay
Blaze who I
Pay dues, how I
To get where I'm to

Uh, yo, the South Bronx, nine years
Ain't nuttin' changed, niggaz still playa
T S, the best that's it, forever live and never front it
Reminisce of when I used to hold heat and tell "Run it"
Now we flooded with jewels, of dudes
the Coliseum to hear their favorite tunes

Then at the of our prime we caught a sick one
The Angels came down, my twin Big Pun
Shit were unbalanced throughout the whole
All I could do was try to for his seeds and his old girl
Hope your listenin', Ton' that we still missin' him
I'm like a prisoner in with no visitors

You gotta walk, where I
Bang where I
Slang where I
To get where I'm to
Stay where I
who I blazed
Pay dues, how I
To get I'm going to

You gotta walk, I walked
where I bang
Slang I hang
To get I'm going to
Stay where I
who I blazed
Pay dues, how I
To get I'm going to

Yeah, uh, aiyyo the third verse is to you
Even though you teams, man I'm praying for you
We used to up all night countin' dollar for dollar
You was my son's godfather, where the fuck is your
Can't even rap the we did together
You'd probably have me shackled locked down, doin' forever
You broke the first code, I'd like to twist ya till it roasts gold
Snitch nigga, turned state to sold ya

How could a nigga that was in the streets
Start to the deez, like what I rightly should believe?
Like verse is a charge, for every hurt there's a scar
I never once tried to hurt
I'm tryin' to do me, sell a few CDs
Buy land in and cop a new B, come on!

Motherfuckers think it's
a nigga got money and a nigga don't feel pain
You ain't never feel my
You don't what the fuck I'm goin' through
lookin' at me like, "He got it made"

Like I ain't lose Pun, my grandfather a later
My a month later
Like my fuckin' sister ain't in a right now!
You motherfuckers know pain!
Let's get one thing clear, money'll buy you happiness
My true niggaz with me now

You gotta walk, I walked
where I bang
Slang I hang
To get where I'm to
Stay where I
who I blazed
Pay dues, how I
To get I'm going to

You gotta walk, where I
Bang where I
Slang where I
To get where I'm to
Stay where I
Blaze who I
Pay dues, how I
To get where I'm to