Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Real, What Are You?

Big Terrorizer, say it, say it now.

Hello World, Sup everybody, I'm to all the ppl out there.
There comes a time to where, you to know, who you are,
[Dipset, game]
And what you are, to things
Oh and by the way, My is KL....C
The ma___ ya heard me?
but this not me, This is about the PPl's Champ
From Houston Texas, My Partner, Wall,
em who you are!

I'm a real motha fucka are you? (what are you)
I'm a motha fucka what are you? (what are you)
I'm gettin money stayin' true, chasin what it do,
I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)

I'm a real motha what are you? (what are you)
I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)
I'm gettin money true, chasin paper what it do,
I'm a real motha fucka what are (what are you)

I'm grindin a rotor, and I'm postin like a sticky note
Stackin up that paper, fatter than a dukie rope,
boyz lookin sick, But that got that antidote,
hatin cuz they broke suckas, as a 30 spoke.

I'm the stock quotes, I'm real as a pac _____,
But these clowns be actin funny, like a knock joke,
cramp on my style, cuz I got money and power,
My paper long as the nile, so how them hatas like me

Them bustas on the so I'm ten tokes down,
I'm puttin all yall to so put on your night gown,
Some tatoos and a ice dont make you real,
These cats be actin frauder than a 4 bill.

I'm a gun holdin, blunt smokin, paper chasin, banger,
fly boy somethin a aviator,ha yeah,
I'm you girls super hero, her crusader,
So go and hate me cuz I hate a hater.

it take money to money I said,
So you gotta have dough to bread where I'm From,
I aint chew get it, I true with it,
Barbed wire flow, get tangled in it,

Real yes, all about the hustle,
till I get call from god sayin,"I want you"
I been trough it, I past struggle, right,
Every day I in the street trying to complete a mad

white coupe, pedal down,
soft like I sat on hash brownies,
I get money, ask me, ask 'round,
Big money I work downtown.

I'm one hundred, but other boys frontin,
They just commentating, we call it dumb fuckin,
They as apple pie, as they spreadin them lies,
They up in your face but so quick to jump F___

You swear they so cool, but turn like doorknobs,
They say they hardcore, but friendlier than spongebob,
Im to stay afloat, stayin up on my note,
So that Highness is I tote, affordin the overcoat.

I with a platoon that'll put you in your tomb,
and then up your body like Mr. Cartoon,
Its real in streets when you chasin that guap,
Cuz that hatin around the clock, will it stop,
not.