Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game Been Good To Me

You lost yo' spot when you pop
CD flopped, you hot
The been good to me
(Hol' up, up, bitch)

You your cars and yo' house
Now you on yo' mama's couch
But the game good to me

Uhh, first album platinum, now you can't go gold
Made ya deal with the but you sold yo' soul
You rent a cars, rent a mansion and them hoes
You say you sold your Phantom, they took yo' Rolls

Get disrespected you go
Big when you come for the shows
They already know you got shit on name
Nigga, you a pussy, gon' take yo' chain

Take yo' piece, and watch
You play rich, boy you need to
I ain't nobody, no particular name
Ya shoe fit nigga, get the fuck up out the game, lil'

You lost yo' spot you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The game been to me
(Hol' up, up, bitch)

You lost your cars and yo'
Now you on yo' mama's couch
The game good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

I'm a Down MC, I'm cold on the mic
I say it how I and I do it how I like
I write I see, what I do and what I know
And keep it one hundred off top the do'

Now at a show, in the booth or on the street
No matter where I go and no who I meet
tryna tell me how they feel 'bout the South
On the cool, them haters need to shut they fuckin'

'Cause we grip grain, nigga we pop
We to' straps and we ready for the
Some two step, some niggaz dance
niggaz just ball wit' a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple niggaz, that's bread
You on paper get that fuck up out yo' head
Worryin' 'bout my cheese, own stack
It's goin' down in the South, you don't it
Click clack,

You lost yo' spot you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The game been to me
(Hol' up, up bitch)

You lost cars and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's
The game good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

You got caught that work on 10
Made a deal with the state to turn your foul in
But he took 15, befo' you tell
He witchu no mo' hoe, you got twenty in a cell
I sent you a lawyer, you ain't listened that

Ain't no appeal but dropped it to five?
Who you had to fuck to give back time?
Textin' me a cell phone, bitch, yo lost yo' fuckin' mind?
How you tryna get me on conspiracy, Jack?

If the feds hit me, I'ma hit yo' ass
You fight witcho tongue, I 'em killa
Transcript writer, I'll kill you

You lost yo' spot you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The game good to me
(Hol' up, up bitch)

You lost cars and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's
The been good to me
(Smoke sum'hin, bitch)

Got caught with the shit, years
You'se a snitch, you bitch
The game been to me
(Hol' up, bitch)

I took yo' hoe, a pro
me all, of yo' dough
The game good to me
(Pussy nigguh)