Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise Yo' Game

When I was fifteen old
Straight dope game I was
I went from selling of the riders dank, ah
(Riders dank, ah)
Timin' ass think of crank
(Think of griqua)
Situation critical, phone home, home
Talkin' on my digital, call

Ya seen a boatload of situations, for
Invalid ghetto pass late ass
Boy, I tell you is pitiful, damn
Vocally repentable, dead
I try to stay from artificial
(Artificial)
Plastic ass, pleather individuals
(Plastic ass, ah)

Exercise yo' main
'Cuz things is changin' and
Exercise yo main
Just use yo' main don't run the same game

Exercise yo' game
Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash
Exercise yo' main
But you gotta it last

One lone loco rides away into the but I ain't done yet
Respect yourself and wear vest
Keep your up 'cuz fools be hard up
When you hittin' dips better yo' clips
And watch the police and the Bloods and the
you choose, got ta pay your dues
Keep one in the 'cuz the shoes always lose
wheels beat rubber heels any day

Put the green in your jeans and get the out ya halo
Or you can stay broke while your homies is rollin'
And sippin' yak and dank and tellin' jokes, haha
Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can have
I worked too for mine to let you take a dime
No pain, no gain, no pocket
yourself for battle, exercise yo' game

Exercise yo' main
Make money grow don't you be no hoe low
Exercise yo' main
Keep your works on tight to make yo' stash stay and

Exercise yo' game
Fertilize your grass, playa get yo'
Exercise yo' main
get your coins, be like Donald Goines
Have heart, money, man, have heart, have money man
Ya

I got next you wanna run me homey
(Yeap)
Well, I don't need in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me
Show me, get down, nigga, we can make happen
(Right, yeah)
I'm west coast, eastside east hood slum gangsta
Niggaz say you want to be
(Yeah)
Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa really hated

I'm rated X Malcolm
E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like
You to make money in the game, well, let me show you
How to do for self ain't nobody gon' do this for you
Oh, you caught like lint, if you on the mystery God
'Cuz ain't nobody give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass
And put yourself in heaven on earth, before you
And exercise yo' game, exercise yo' game,

Peep game from a ass, rollin' on the one way
Foot to the gas got the indo with hash
Monday Sunday and all in-between
I for my paper, my fed, and my green
Ain't no busters or no suckers on my or in my mattress
Just me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat
Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin'

I'm on a mission tryin' to put my fuckin' on the map
But these don't know the half
Runnin' with riff but I got some game for your bitch ass
'Cuz your game is weaker an anorexic
I exercised my game until I had my perfected
I wrote the game on paper I put the game on record
You better check it nigga don't you disrespect it

E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day
in the house better exercise yo' game
Exercise yo'

heart, have money main, have heart, have money, man

Exercise yo' main
your money grow don't you be no hoe low
Exercise yo' game
Keep your works on tight to your stash stay right and

Exercise yo' main
Fertilize your grass, playa get that and
Exercise yo' main
But you gotta it last
(Make it last)

All day time

E-40 and tha Click
right
PMD

Crowbar, 9
Uh, huh

40
That's
E'ry time,
In ass
Like

De
Uh, huh
We stop

My Kam
We don't

a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A.

Motherfucka
All the way to
Yo' orientate in situations

Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin'
Oh
time motherfucka
Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in
This is I do
Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn
Yeah, Barr 9 in the