Luyện nghe bài hát That's Real

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

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

[Verse 2: Beanie
I break when I want to
Jaws when I to
Everybody, get them on the floor when I through
the rules not to move when I come to jam you
Two
One in my one in the tan room
The
I care less if theres ten of you
I'm for stress
Do few men can do
Send a few you
Injured you, you two
11 ya hit your Chevy
Sent it off in his
pop the pistol well
Cop scales
Used to pop a quick
that ? shit
Gun still on the tip
Hit that tissue shit
Kidney, lungs, heart, spleen, tissue shit
I hit you where it hurt at
you little niggaz they dirt at
Where they pump they at
Recognize when the motha fuckin' truth in
Beanie Sieg hottest thing in the booth year
That's

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

Ya little and the things that it conjure up
Even when you Henney'd and Ganja'd up
see it now
Feet duck taped, in cuffs
Your fucked
be on your bluff

[Beanie
I roll with that'll clap you up
Get locked and wait for you to get knocked and you up
a motha fuckin' sword in ya
Make everybody on the motha fuckin' see the broad in ya

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

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

Beanie Sigel] - repeat 3X
My spit my block men
ya upstate gettin' boxed in
Stick a (marriage?) through the gate when they in
You can hear 'em they break when they boxed in
real
My spit my street men
All day, smuggle yay ya Jeep's in
play where you lay we ain't sleepin'
Spot clean, FED's let 'em creep in
real