Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game Been Good To Me

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

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

Uhh, first album went platinum, now you go gold
Made ya deal with the devil but you yo' soul
You rent a cars, rent a mansion and them hoes
You say you sold your Phantom, bitch they took yo'

Get everywhere you go
Big bodyguards when you for the shows
already know you got shit on your name
Nigga, you a pussy, they take yo' chain

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

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

You lost cars and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' couch
The game been to me
(Pussy nigguh)

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

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

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

Sell a couple ringtones niggaz, that's
You hatin' on paper get fuck up out yo' head
Worryin' 'bout my cheese, getcha own
It's down in the South, you don't like it
clack, motherfucker

You yo' spot when 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 been good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

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

no appeal but they dropped it to five?
Who you had to fuck to give that time?
Textin' me from a cell phone, bitch, yo lost yo' mind?
How dare you get me on conspiracy, Jack?

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

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

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

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

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