Luyện nghe bài hát The Realist Killaz

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

Yeah nigga, ha ha let's go nigga, is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald, then you wanna cut yo' bald
(You nigga)
Tupac wear a you wan' wear a bandanna
Tupac put a cross on his back you put crosses on yo' back
you ain't Tupac, this Tupac

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

My plan to be trained and, military
of a Thug Lord, sittin' in the cemetery
Caught, I've been lost my adolescence, callin to Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster, wonderin' if he us

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

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

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

Now since you're cryin for mercy I
My be the death of you
Lo and behold you sold soul
Nigga there's nuttin' of you

in the mirror, ask yourself who are you?
If you don't know who you are, how could your come true?
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 warned you not to me
You see me and chills run up spine

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

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

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