Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game Got Switched

I it when it's too many niggaz
(Not hoes)
Too many
(Not pros)
The game got switched on some Ludacris
So all ya'll can my dick, bitch!

Too many
(Not hoes)
Too rookies
(Not pros)
The game got switched on some shit
So all can suck my dick, bitch!

I got a real life miracle Ludacris lyrical
We dirty shut yo mouth we rock tools
No holds barred but the block rules
Cock put chlorine in record pools
Are there like ya?
(Hell naw!)
I treat humans like
(Fail ya'll)
So turn ya book to page 69 and start
When organized drop the track start duckin'
Ludacris get in the bed start fuckin'
(You be startin' something)

Get out the booth and tell you the truth
We kick down
Save all the H20 for rows
Live in the and watch for stank hoes
chromed out and that's on or off road
If you know what I mean proceed to clean
Light skinded nigga turn red but get
Inhale of that dro but blow steam
Love a big ass and tight jeans

'Coz too many niggaz
(Not hoes)
Too rookies
(Not pros)
The game got switched on some Ludacris
So all can suck my dick, bitch!

Too many
(Not hoes)
Too rookies
(Not pros)
The game got switched on Ludacris shit
So all ya'll can my dick, bitch!

(Man you done yo mind)
No lost my virginity
And I shot
Like that nigga shot
the remedy Hennessey Coke
If you cut all your you'd still be half broke
Ashes to ashes, or get smoked
We come by the you come and get choked
If you take me for a fool take you for a joke
Tired of fast so they cooked up dope

So now we eatin' lobster shrimp and
'N for impostors that's been in the game
We invented the game and ya'll got here
(Man that smell)
Probably yo lip
'Cause I love to walk around like my shit stink
Even if it's cigars and that purple dank
in the gut with no trace of Tom Hanks
So put this in yo jaw wieners and beef franks

it's too many niggaz
(Not hoes)
Too many
(Not pros)
The game got switched on some shit
So all can suck my dick, bitch!

Too niggaz
(Not hoes)
Too many
(Not pros)
The game got switched on some Ludacris
So all can suck my dick, bitch!

I put too sugar in my kool-aid
And partied a kid with a high top fade
to the show and I like to get paid
Arrive to a hoe and I like to get
Ride up on my like rugs and floor mats
I'm on the right but what's my format
I wave to the ocean I'm where shores at
And women go nuts just like my

Did you that?
Man I'm the gift of
Electric stoves so me the keys to the range
Sagadelic, beautiful but
Went to Magic City saw and Blue Flame
same broad different night
Pass the E and J and let a get right
The bomb threat dude that's on the flight
The highlight's that I live a high ass

'Coz it's too many
(Not hoes)
Too many
(Not pros)
The game got on some Ludacris shit
So all ya'll can my dick, bitch!

Too niggaz
(Not hoes)
Too many
(Not pros)
The got switched on some Ludacris shit
So all ya'll can my dick, bitch!