Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game

Yo I needs dough, you dough, we needs dough so yo
I needs dough, you dough, we needs dough so yo
I needs dough, you needs dough, we needs so yo
I needs dough, you needs dough, we needs so yo

Put on my cap
Don't know to rap about the niggas gettin' outta state
dat, yo what's up black?
Well its my day home and not a cent to my name
No jobs they claim I'm back in the drug
I need some in a hurry
I'm singin' my baby boy Troy be two next February
I'm in the crib my man my nigga Van Dam
An thinkin' of an outta state plan peep it

My man rolla doughs flyin' up on
He's a half an bouncin' back on the highway
Now Friday comes moms is 'cause I'm cursin'
She smells cheeb on me I'ma whole person
Well I guess I'm goin' ta cheat, she the chat
Now call me when ya get an' tell me where you at
All right Ma, I checked out all my niggas we jetted
fifty balls a piece brought a piece for unleaded
Smokin' blunts ouncin', G and P bouncin'
This is how we do, we is the Lost crew

We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the

Dreams in the we gonna blow
46 balls a an each got an O
In the trunk punk, we bouncin' to Queens funk
An' inside the 121 skunk
We're headed for the belly an' we're enterin' the
My in the hat black an yo we headed south
Now don't look right but listen black we be aiight

Smokin' blunts by the
Ghetto champagne is
Stop back the first bit boys for gas an a
Now everybody's lookin' at the niggas New York
jackets on an they peep as we talk
I say to pretty Lou look a rolla doughs hat
I want one of them shits by the time I back
We got the gas ate a on the road once again
Taliq's on the G an' P's on the henn

We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the

Now we the destination 1 O' clock on the dot
Went to out the spot, it's right next to a lot
We jumped out the car we got the whole starin'
At the New York City plates an the tough we wearin'
I it all seems that we came to cause racket
My in the ack an each got a field jacket

A week down the line we got on the ball
Every single day we gettin' in the mall
Troopin' we got the car wash movin'
We gettin' our connects a Cuban named Rubin
Hangin' outta state, po is a peasant
Livin' in the park but in the park it ain't so

We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the money, the
We in the game, the bitches, the