Luyện nghe bài hát D-Game (Remix)

What's up playa? You looking with that
Hundred G chain with the to match
Check this out whodi lay on the ground
For I show clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click blow, blow that's my style

1:]
Popping wit terror take it to guns
Or we could it corporate give up your block and run
Too paper here to try and count my ones
Over here me our hollow wall is young
For our haters on the streets to measure my blow
If you've seen the new 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 luva, with the diamonds and broads
Too luva, with the cocaine and cars
And what I hop in, it's my
To shift the mash tryin to get in the dash

What's up playa? You looking slick that
Hundred G chain with the to match
this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click blow,
Click click blow, click click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
click blow, blow that's my style

2:]
Now if it's on the bricks and the bag BABY
You come short, I'm a bust your head
name a dope man whodi
Yeah that's me, I'm out that 5-0-4 plus C-P-3
me an ounce and I'ma flip it to a brick figga
You got my scratch, if you you a trick figga
Hit the pen, you gonna be a misfigga
So here's a glock for your I mean your tits trigga

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

What's up playa? You looking with that
Hundred G chain the bracelet to match
Check out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click
click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow 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
to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat
Walk my off the leash right off the beach
Talking shit big spinner so I don't really talk to much
Got guns, really big ones, rap softens us up
See I love my fans but I don't love haters
I really like the fame much dog
But I show love to uh-huh
I want something cause I love the dough
talk shit, Shaq's out
Leave them looking Mugsy Bogues
Zoom Zoom, 1100's I still ride it
Not the that's gonna floss
But I ain't gonna hide it
the game from my big brother
C-E-O now, Man, Shocker well..C-E-O sounds
We the type dog, go to sleep, up and ball
You what's up what us
Now what's up y'all, uh-ha

What's up playa? You looking with that
Hundred G with the bracelet to match
this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click blow,
Click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click blow, blow that's my style