Luyện nghe bài hát Game Don't Get Old

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

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

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

1]
East Lessler Way, D, see thee bad memories
to be the, one with no TV
Take back my soul, stole by one of these foes Mack Moes
Puttin holes in my old clothes, even stole my
Got my sky, fly, who that
'em my third eye, falsified
Don't lie, break a girl, you cry
If you wants game, slip me 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, the rules though
The big leagues, how can go outta style
Boy you foul, slicin with a mean ass scowl
Young ..

Some died and some just lied with it (for the game)
Some have cried and tried 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 kids because of it (kids of it)
And I got no wife because of it (wife of it)
But I got life because of it (life because of it)
ya, game don't never get old

2]
Seattle to Diego, big black El Dorados, my
So papa and babble until dada raddles
Let game resume, I assume using my room to 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 to be scared of girls, now you smell like my imposter
I seen your poster, fake pose, gun in holster
Your gets to me closer, tryna post up on the clothes-ac
You toast her, her, get you closer, gettin hitched up
Bitched up, whipped up, your strikes when you switched up
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[Chorus] - w/ ad
I got no kids of it
And I got no wife of it
But I got life because of it
Told ya, game don't get old

Some have died and some lied with it
Some cried and others tried to get it
Men have lied and lost pride to get it
ya, game don't never get old

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

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

[Chorus] - w/ ad
Some have and some just lied with it
Some cried and others tried to get it
Men have lied and their pride to get it
Told ya, game don't get old

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

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

[Sir Mix-A-Lot -
Yeah don't grab the game by the horns
Cause horns hit balls, you know what I'm sayin?
Tears roll down your cheek and
they reach concrete
Game's up, gone
You graduate to

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