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 it's 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 still slow, my mom's got cancer in her throat
My big brother dope
Let me know how many wanna be just like me
at and treated like shit by your wifey

This hot bitch be the coke 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 Charlie sees the board in four more

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

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

Uh, yo, the South Bronx, nine years
Ain't changed, niggaz still playa haters
T S, the best that's done it, forever live and front it
of when I used to hold heat and tell niggaz "Run it"
Now we flooded with jewels, of dudes
Crowd the Coliseum to hear favorite tunes

at the time of our prime we caught a sick one
The Angels down, took 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 listenin', tell Ton' that we still missin' him
I'm like a in jail with no visitors

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

Yeah, uh, the third verse is dedicated to you
Even you switched teams, man I'm praying for you
We to stay up all night countin' dollar for dollar
You was my son's godfather, where the is your honor?
Can't even rap the shit we did
You'd probably have me shackled locked down, doin' bids
You broke the first code, I'd like to twist ya wifey till it gold
Snitch nigga, turned state to sold ya

How a nigga that was clappin' in the streets
Start yappin' to the deez, what I rightly should believe?
Like ever verse is a charge, for every there's a scar
I never once tried to cha'll
I'm just to do me, sell a few CDs
Buy land in Miami and cop a new B, on!

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

Like I lose Pun, my grandfather a week later
My aunt a month
my fuckin' sister ain't in a coma right now!
You motherfuckers know pain!
get one thing clear, money'll never buy you happiness
My true niggaz walk me now

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

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