Luyện nghe bài hát Real Estate

You'll waste time to hurt her, sorta like
A duck with the public's favorite order
I ain't no or hater of a spectator
Seekin' to find the toys, no flavor

See I'm about those whose vocals ain't comin' off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully of course
go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower,

who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
'Cause he a G when you listen to the vocal
I'm not a loco but I'm lookin' just punk go, oh
Now you can't see I'm real
out the story to the glory of the real estate

All motherfuckers that wanna run up on the Hill
off! You know why?
This is all about boo-yaa, 'cause I said step off!

This is the you find you're not an exponent
Doggone it, gonna mierda on it
Now you're wishin', fishin' you do this
But on the strength, yo, I think you

This was just like a
you supreme, the king of a minor ?
All for 47, eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and to heaven

ducks, duckin' and buckin'
Sayin' "Fukkit", ain't worth damn pay the
From my public, my subject, I loves it
So go 'head, talk your punk

Suckers, you're nuttin', you'll like a train
Crack smoker, can we we choker
Ohh, now you can't see I'm real
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Heh heh heh, another pussy motherfucker
Another fly straight from the deficit
scripture of B-Real, yeah, get funky, real
This is the Lower of things
You know what I'm sayin', Cypress

You flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Ain't paid a plot, for
I won't, 'cause yo, I got a lot of I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the on the top of

Everythin' you know, still you do no
Damage or though aiyyo, 'cause our crew now
The Real is the sport and you can see
dialogue, of the real skiers

I ain't nuttin' like a joke, get stoned, get
And choke off, the hypes I off
The dialectic,
Chew or become another statistic

Ohh, now you can't see I'm real
Check out the story to the glory of the real

Yo, I told you to keep down
The motherfuckers just don't learn nothin' G, wake up
They gotta goin' back to the old school
So they keep out, 'cause they're just not real
Ha yeah, right fool

Yes the master pass, kick ass
And feel combustion, for the dope
you're steppin' on my property, get off it G
Get caught up, you get shot up

See, violators will be
by the reputed, undisputed, zooted
Not so, no no sellout
You ain't got enough ducats to out

Well, I'm in front, and yo, I great
Check out the to the glory of the real estate

Yeah, roaches come in but they don't out G
come on the Hill, that's right
Get off the estate, get off the real estate
Get off the estate, get off the real estate