Luyện nghe bài hát That's Real

1: AZ]
I holds it down for the that live in a box
And them little grimy niggaz 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 spend 10 on a
Face it
Hit it straight nuttin' to wit it
Fuck
Cop bottles, case wit it
war
Niggaz don't no more
See the kill for real or eat no more
Sleep no
Hollow eat you raw
through the right cheek of your jaw (blaow)
get it on
With the drawn
or die
No whats
Gettin' on
My
Cut you up with some shit that'll tear soul
Wrap up if you feel the
That's

[Hook: Beanie
My' spit from my men
Everyday ya upstate gettin' in
Stick a (marriage?) through the gate when they in
You can 'em when they break when they boxed in
That's
My spit from my men
All day, smuggle yay pull ya in
Never play where you lay we sleepin'
Spot clean, FED's dumb let 'em in
That's

[Verse 2: Beanie
I laws when I want to
Jaws I want to
Everybody, get on the floor when I come through
Know the rules not to move when I to jam you
Two
One in my one in the tan room
The
I could care 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 Chevy
Sent it off in his
Mack pop the pistol
Cop scales
to pop a pistol quick
Cock ? shit
Gun on the missile tip
Hit that main tissue
Kidney, lungs, heart, spleen, tissue shit
I hit you where it hurt at
Where you little niggaz they at
Where pump they work at
Recognize the motha fuckin' truth in here
Beanie hottest thing in the booth this year
real

[Hook: Beanie
My from my block men
Everyday ya gettin' boxed in
Stick a (marriage) ? the gate when they locked in
You can 'em when they break when they boxed in
That's
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
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
conscience fucked
Pissey be on your

Sigel]
I roll with that'll clap you up
Get and wait for you to get knocked and whack 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 they wit us
Money, Roc-A-Fella nigga arm your pups
Play the game before your palms get (nigga)

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

[Hook: Beanie Sigel] - 3X
My spit from my men
Everyday ya upstate gettin' 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, smuggle yay pull ya in
play where you lay we ain't sleepin'
Spot clean, dumb let 'em creep in
real