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 all fun and games
(You heard?)

Yo, yo, I'm sick and of stressin', every days 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 dope
Let me know how many motherfucker wanna be just me
Screamed at and treated like shit by your

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

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

You gotta walk, where I
Bang where I
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

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

at the time 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', Ton' that we still missin' him
I'm like a prisoner in jail no visitors

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You gotta walk, I walked
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