Luyện nghe bài hát Still Real

so depressin', uh
Be the realest I ever wrote
(Money and cars, bitches)
Shit Is Part 2
(Drugs)
day
(Society you know?)
See what like to walk in my shoes
It ain't all fun and
(You heard?)

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

This hot bitch be sweatin' the cash
My mother think I grow doe out my ass
It's like, how much I got left in me
Niggaz won't be till they bring the fuckin' death of me
But you never see Joe look or flow off beat
And Charlie the board in four more weeks

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

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

Uh, yo, the South Bronx, years later
Ain't nuttin' changed, niggaz still haters
T S, the best done it, forever live and never front it
Reminisce of when I used to hold heat and niggaz "Run it"
Now we flooded with jewels, hundreds of
Crowd the to hear their favorite tunes

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

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

Yeah, uh, aiyyo the third is dedicated to you
Even you switched teams, man I'm praying for you
We used to stay up all countin' dollar for dollar
You was my godfather, where the fuck is your honor?
Can't rap the shit 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 clappin' in the
Start yappin' to the deez, like what I rightly should
Like ever verse is a charge, for every hurt there's a
I never tried to hurt cha'll
I'm just to do me, sell a few CDs
Buy in Miami and cop a new B, come on!

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

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

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

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