Luyện nghe bài hát The Realist Killaz

Yo Redd Spyder, is 50 Cent Pac joint ready?
Let me know,
There's gon' be some stuff you see
gon' make it hard to smile in the future

Yeah nigga, ha ha let's go nigga, is what it is
Tupac cut his bald, then you wanna cut yo' head bald
(You nigga)
Tupac wear a you wan' wear a bandanna
Tupac put a cross on his back you wanna put on yo' back
Nigga you Tupac, this Tupac

Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic
I can make a million and not get enough of spending
And my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell bound
Rather be buried be worried, livin held down

My game plan to be trained and,
Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin' in the
Caught, I've been since my adolescence, callin to Jesus
as a youngster, wonderin' if he sees us

Young black male, sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail, is hell, enemies die
when we all pass is anybody listenin'?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, bitchin'

Please God can you understand me, my family
Guide us all, we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin'
Drop shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight

Makaveli returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have now?)
And you can hate it or it, but that's what it's gon' be
You listened, I told you not to fuck with me
(What do we here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, what we gon' see

Now since you're cryin for mercy I
My success'll be the of you
Lo and you sold your soul
Nigga there's left of you

Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are
If you don't know who you are, how could your dreams come
Motherfucker, I sat and watched
You to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot

But you're not I see it so
(Now)
You can't take the pressure, you
I you not to push me
You see me and run up your spine

Hardly in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine
Press, they look at me like I'm a menace, I was playin' with
While your momma had your punk ass playin'
I'm a nightmare, you see me you dream

Wake up, turn on your TV and see my ass
You cowardly hearted, you couldn't it on your own
the source, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone
(You pussy)

'Til Makaveli returns, it's Eyez On Me'
(What do we here now?)
And you can hate it or it, but that's what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I told you not to with me
(What do we here now?)
Now can you the pressure, that's what we gon' see

'Til returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's it's gon' be
You listened, I told you not to fuck with me
(What do we here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we see