Luyện nghe bài hát The Real

I don't know whats wrong wit these fuckaz, Alwayz alwayz cryin he ain't
doin this fo me she ain't doin dat. Motha fucka get wit me i try to a
motha fucka somthin and they just jump in here talk about goin AWOL who
the fuck goin AWOL man i let these motha fuckaz in here, then go to the
fuckin white man and sell they fukin for a couple o bitchez and a blunt
man. How we supposed to respect that whoadie, if any producers runnin
mouth man i'll pay fo the equip met a motha fucka couldn't even make beef
fo a and two dollaz man. show a nigga how ta deal some papa, and dats
what i get in return man. How u talkin u ain't wit no limit no more? y
u bring bak the tank then whoadie? You ain't gawta bring it bak to me man
i kno u scared, mail it to me. What r ya keepin it fo protection? are ya
gonna do wit the tatoos punta? it up wit a suit? Thats somthin that some
bitchez would do. Oh Yeah, when i met ya ya'll had nothin, now ya and ya
got nothin again punta. Ain't no niggaz gone fuck wit ya. Sell all the
stories ya want to the inquirer i don't give a fuck. I don't have no to
hold, you do, i'm from the streets, where you from? Wha u gone call the
and press every time ya get ya ass whooped? What kinda gangsta are u