Luyện nghe bài hát D - Game

What's up playa? you looking slick with
Hundred g with the bracelet to match
Check out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot sound
going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, click click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
click blow, blow that's my style

1:]
Popping wit take it straight to guns
Or we could keep it corporate give up your and run
Too much paper to try and count my ones
Over here cross me our hollow wall is
For our haters on the streets to measure my blow
If seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a two 0's
If you counting by the than it's eight different flows
I'm heavy luva, with the diamonds and
Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and
And I hop in, it's my option
To the mash quit tryin to get in the dash

What's up playa? you looking with that
g chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here lay on the ground
For I show clown ass how the hot boys sound
going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
click blow, blow that's my style

2:]
Now if it's on with the bricks and the bag
You come short, I'm a your head baby
name a dope man whodi
Yeah that's me, I'm out that 5-0-4 that c-p-3
Give me an ounce and i'ma flip it to a brick
You got my scratch, if you snitching you a figga
Hit the pen, you gonna be a misfigga
So a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga

Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared cocaine
I be the richest young soldier in rap game
All my come in armor trucks
More cars, more houses, more to pluck
You work, when I was local playa
I'm worldwide, you haters can't it you petrified
Then let me lose I reveal thuggin with p
It's no limit till I die y'all get with me

What's up you looking slick with that
g chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the
For I show your ass how the hot boys sound
going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click
Click click blow, that's my style

3:]
I don't like but ha that's no shy logic
Don't material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it
Just to make money off tha na, I make it off the beat
my rott off the leash right off the beach
Talking i'ma big spinner so I don't really talk to much
Got guns, really big ones, think rap us up
See I love my fans but I don't them haters
I don't like the fame much dog
But I show to paper uh-huh
I something bigger cause I love the dough
Niggas shit, shaq's out
Leave them looking mugsy bogues
Zoom zoom, 1100's I still it slow
Not the that's gonna floss
But I ain't gonna it though
Learn the game from my big
C-e-o now, man, shocker well..c-e-o sounds
We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and
You what's up what us
Now up with y'all, uh-ha

What's up playa? you slick with that
Hundred g with the bracelet to match
Check this out here lay on the ground
For I show clown ass how the hot boys sound
They click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click blow
click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, that's my style