Luyện nghe bài hát Real

Somebody get the bags
We gonna put the in em na
Put the in 'em
'em
Put 'em on a beat with me, then I'm eatin' 'emGet away from the table, you rappers ain't enough
You ain't hungry like ah
They talk about me I'm here
They talk you like you wise, woo!

That came into my room, she told me I'm sick in the head
I'm in hip-hop's bed with a pad, and a pin, and a brace on my neck
told me that I'm never leavin'

I am as ill as it
Any rapper that say that they runnin' the game, Imma come in they session and cut off they
Woo!

Strap a to my head
Pull out the pin, my music is mind
nobody do it like I do it
You ain't never on my level I gotta [?] in the way to keep 'em talkin' and actin'
like everybody gonna get up in a with your eyes open

You know what I noticed?
I look around and my fan ain't ready
That last album was
That last was gritty
How you gon' that? Just let me

Do I do best
You'll do better while playin' roulette
Then in a booth with me, cause I get
A bit intense, I'm like, "who's next?"

Y'all watch it
Take a at where the clock is
It's my time, this lateral that I climbed
I took the machete, the game isn't
Them rappers, comin' up on me
I cut off the latter, and I 'em, "bye-bye"
What? Were you for a high-five?
try

Do not everything that you read on the Internet
I don't know who dentist is, but he should clean out your mouth
call me a sellout, that's somethin' I've never been

I've been through hell all my life
But I know where is
Father me, for I am a sinner
But you gave me music as