Luyện nghe bài hát Game Don't Get Old

Men have died and folks for this game
All to get a rusty bucket of nails at the end of a rainbow
No,

Some have died and some just with it (game)
Some have cried and others to get it (game)
Men have and lost their pride to get it
Told ya, game don't never get old (this game ever get old)

I got no kids of it (because the game)
And I got no wife of it (because the game)
But I got life because of it
ya, game don't never get old

1]
East Lessler Way, Apartment D, see bad memories
Used to be the, one no TV
back my soul, stole by one of these foes like Mack Moes
Puttin holes in my old clothes, stole my pose
Got my sky, fly, who that
'em my third eye, falsified
Don't lie, with a girl, you cry
If you wants game, me some change
But you refrain, from saltin my name
Now your girl's at my door, I ya bro
Salt me, I take what's yours, that's the though
The big leagues, how can game go outta
Boy you foul, slicin game with a ass scowl
stud ..

Some have died and just lied with it (for the game)
Some have cried and others to get it (for the game)
Men have lied and their pride to get it
ya, game don't ever get old

I got no because of it (kids because of it)
And I got no wife because of it (wife of it)
But I got this life because of it (life of it)
Told ya, game don't get old

2]
Seattle to Diego, big El Dorados, my saddle
So straddle papa and babble dada raddles
Let resume, I assume using my room to boom boom
If not soon, let me retune
Big saloon, "oh, oh, I'm so low"
My old enzo flows, hey two to go
But whoa, oh, but wait, oh
You can't be partner
You used to be scared of girls, now you like my imposter
I seen your chicky poster, pose, gun in holster
Your gets to me closer, tryna post up on the clothes-ac
You toast her, boast her, get you closer, hitched up
Bitched up, up, lost your strikes when you switched up
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[Chorus] - w/ ad
I got no because of it
And I got no because of it
But I got this because of it
Told ya, don't never get old

Some have died and some just lied it
Some have cried and tried to get it
Men have lied and lost pride to get it
Told ya, game don't get old

3]
So who's next to go pop face lock on my mack
heads drop my cuts flop, don't stop please Mix, don't stop
I saw his game it the same, so don't cry baby
Just sit by Mixxy, but us cam D
So I stack my backpack (for the raps), to Cali (comin back)
Tricks up my (look at that), sisters with me (who the mack)
I rolls with real bosses, cuts my in my office
Hot tosses, gettin steamy in marinatin sauces
Now these kids is in my gravy, hella lazy
But they paid see, doin to raise me
They game's a hazy, but it's cool
Pat, pack, rack stack
He's back, put check hat
And style at the door black

I got no kids of it
And I got no because of it
But I got life because of it
ya, game don't never get old

[Chorus] - w/ ad
Some have died and some lied with it
Some have cried and others to get it
Men have lied and lost pride to get it
Told ya, don't never get old

Some have died and some just lied it
Some have cried and others to get it
Men have lied and their pride to get it
Told ya, game never get old

I got no because of it
And I got no wife of it
But I got this life of it
Told ya, game never get old

[Sir Mix-A-Lot -
Yeah don't grab the bull by the horns
these horns hit balls, you know what I'm sayin?
Tears roll down your cheek and
Before they concrete
up, feelings gone
You to stone

Some have and some just lied with it
Some have cried and tried to get it
Men have and lost their pride to get it
ya ..