Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game Been Good To Me

You yo' spot when 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' couch
But the been good to me

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

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

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

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

You lost your and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' 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 off top from the do'

Now whether at a show, in the or on the street
No matter where I go and no matter who I
Everybody tryna tell me how they '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 for the funk
Some niggaz two step, some niggaz
Some niggaz just wit' a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple ringtones niggaz, that's
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 good to me
(Hol' up, up bitch)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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