Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game

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

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

My man doughs flyin' up on Friday
He's a half an bouncin' back on the highway
Now Friday moms is beefin' 'cause I'm cursin'
She smells on me I'ma whole different person
I guess I'm goin' ta cheat, she understood the chat
Now call me ya get there an' tell me where you at
All right Ma, I out all my niggas then we jetted
With fifty a piece brought a piece for unleaded
Smokin' blunts forty ouncin', G and P
This is how we do, we is the Boyz 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 a piece an each got an O
In the trunk punk, we bouncin' to Jamaica funk
An' inside the blunt 121
We're for the belly an' we're enterin' the mouth
My niggas in the hat black an yo we headed
Now that don't look right but listen black we be

Smokin' blunts by the
Ghetto champagne is
Stop the first bit boys for gas an a meal
Now everybody's lookin' at the from New York
Field jackets on an they as we talk
I say to pretty Lou well look a doughs hat
I want one of them shits by the I gets back
We got the gas ate a meal on the 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 reached the destination 1 O' on the dot
Went to check out the spot, right next to a lot
We jumped out the car we got the whole town
At the New York City plates an the shit we wearin'
I it all seems that we came to cause racket
My niggas in the ack an got a field jacket

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

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