Luyện nghe bài hát That's Real

1: AZ]
I holds it for the convicts that live in a box
And them little niggaz that live in them spots
plots, real nine ? glocks
Spin the drop
cocks, sent you a shot
Brooklyn motha fucka, we blend with the
Live niggaz, type to 10 on a watch
Face it
Hit it straight to taste wit it
shots
Cop bottles, whole wit it
war
Niggaz don't beef no
See the kill for or don't eat no more
Sleep no
tips'll eat you raw
Straight through the right cheek of jaw (blaow)
get it on
With the guns
or die
No whats
shitted on
My
Cut you up some shit that'll tear your soul
up if you feel the cold
That's

[Hook: Sigel]
My' spit my block men
Everyday ya gettin' boxed in
a (marriage?) through the gate when they locked in
You can hear 'em when they break when boxed in
real
My spit from my men
All day, smuggle yay pull ya in
Never play where you lay we ain't
Spot clean, dumb let 'em creep in
That's

[Verse 2: Beanie
I break laws I want to
Jaws I want to
Everybody, get them on the floor I come through
Know the rules not to move I come to jam you
Two
One in my hand one in the tan
The
I care less if theres ten of you
I'm for stress
Do few men can do
a few into you
Injured you, you two
Mack 11 ya hit your
it off in his inertubes
Mack pop the pistol
Cop scales
Used to pop a quick
Cock that ?
Gun on the missile tip
Hit that main shit
Kidney, lungs, heart, spleen, brain tissue
I hit you where it hurt at
Where you little niggaz dirt at
Where they pump work at
Recognize the motha fuckin' truth in here
Beanie Sieg thing in the booth this year
real

[Hook: Beanie
My from my block men
ya upstate gettin' boxed in
Stick a (marriage) ? the gate when they locked in
You can hear 'em when they break they boxed in
That's
My spit my street men
All day, yay pull ya Jeep's in
Never play where you lay we ain't
Spot clean, FED's dumb let 'em in
That's

Ya little mind and the things that it up
Even worse when you and Ganja'd up
see it now
Feet duck taped, in cuffs
conscience fucked
Pissey be on bluff

Sigel]
I roll with niggaz clap you up
Get locked and wait for you to get knocked and you up
Stick a fuckin' sword in ya
Make everybody on the motha fuckin' block see the in ya

Arm the ?
Niggaz to bomb wit us
wit us
Bust of chronic wit us
Money, Roc-A-Fella nigga arm your pups
Play the game before your get touched (nigga)

Sigel]
I (spiffin?) doin' a long time
All day, see new spades and keep a blade on a phone line
Keep the guards so they got they own line
Hustle on the block still they own wine
That's

[Hook: Beanie Sigel] - 3X
My from my block men
Everyday ya upstate boxed in
Stick a (marriage?) through the gate when they in
You can hear 'em when they break they boxed in
real
My from my street men
All day, yay pull ya Jeep's in
Never play where you lay we ain't
Spot clean, dumb let 'em creep in
real