Luyện nghe bài hát Still Real

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

Yo, yo, I'm sick and tired of stressin', every days a different
I'm free-fallin', tryna leave deep depression
My son Joey still slow, my mom's got cancer in her
My big brother sniffin'
Let me know how motherfucker 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
It's like, how much fight I got in me
Niggaz be happy till they bring the fuckin' death of me
But you never see Joe look or flow off beat
And Charlie sees the board in more weeks

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

You walk, where I walked
where I bang
Slang where I
To get where I'm 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 done it, live and never front it
Reminisce of when I used to hold and tell niggaz "Run it"
Now we flooded jewels, hundreds of dudes
Crowd the Coliseum to their favorite tunes

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

You gotta walk, I walked
Bang I bang
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

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

Yeah, uh, aiyyo the third verse is to you
Even you switched teams, man I'm praying for you
We used to stay up all night countin' for dollar
You was my godfather, where the fuck is your honor?
even rap the shit we did together
You'd probably have me shackled locked down, bids forever
You broke the first code, I'd like to ya wifey till it roasts gold
Snitch nigga, turned state to sold ya

How could a that was clappin' in the streets
Start yappin' to the deez, like what I rightly believe?
Like ever verse is a charge, for hurt there's a scar
I never once 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 fuck I'm goin'
lookin' at me like, "He got it made"

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

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

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