Luyện nghe bài hát Game Krossed

[Mr. *Talkin*
Ay Dreamer you got tape?

*Talkin*
Let's do shit

[Mr. *Talkin*
you got the guage

[Snapper]
Capone-E, let's da de da da

[Chorus 1: [Snapper]
Do you wanna mob wit Gs [From the school of Hard Knocks
Academy

[Mr.
I'm the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude it when I see them cops
Pop, my heater, for concussion
Destruction, the beginin of Criminals
On war paths, aftermath, combat, tracks, fuck rap rat-ta-tat-tat
Always strappin like that, so back the fuck up Capone's gonna bust

[Mr.
Locked up like a G, fuck my
Straight parole from the
Fuck you, and fuck
I got my soldiers at ease, the SurSide Academy
You're get what you're gonna get
Mothafucka you got nothin to
You fuck wit these same Gangsta Bergade
Now tel mel, who's mothafuckin problem
Straight mobbin, SouthSide

2: Fingaz [Mr. Shadow]
Do you wanna mob wit Gs [2 or 3
SouthSide Academy [From the school of Hard mothafuckas]

[Lil
I'm SouthSide Academist, pharmacist, graduate
World's most dangerous, Hi-jack you a terrorist
Yeah, keep you for ransom
And if you act up I'll do you like Manson
Charles, with no fuckin
Leave your tongue on your lap straight like a squirell
Now your starts to clout
Lil mothafucka and we don't stop

[Mr.
Ha ha ha, and the saga
Servin ya so check your menus
Sent you, a weed with a threat
Negelect, reject note, post up and get wet
Follow me, follow me, follow me to the depths of
Bailin out, devils, burnin down church bells
In jails, all correctional
Mr. Capone-E a graduate the Academy

3: Fingaz [Mr. Capone-E]
Do you mob wit Gs [2 or 3 mothafuckas]
SouthSide Academy [From the of Hard Knocks mothafuckas]

[Mr. Capone-E]
Now tell me, who wants some SGV
The sickest, realest group, Americaz most wanted convicted
up Snapper

Let me tell you, we take no bull
a posse, can't fuck wit my gangsta poparatzi
We keep bustin convict kamakazi
Through your hood, get strap, get your bat
Mothafuckas get gat

[Mr.
like that, G's like us run up in pad

It's the wit the most Gs
Look here leva, you can't me
Or the homie,

[Mr.
in the game, no shame
The same, derange, sick
We don't give a shit
Got and we pop em
And if you cross our path it get's
war path, matter last, born or bash
Outkast, 1st class, whip lash, bath
And that's that, so Lil Dreamer
em where you at

[Lil
I'm in a of a G
packin a heat
Puttin it down straight on the
SGV style, never smile, ghetto
Lil D, fuck my enemies, Academy
Reality hits, when we drop this
Connection straight platinum hit
Now dip mothafucka, and see you in a casket
another scandleous gangsta from the Academist

[Chorus 4: [Mr. Capone-E]
Do you mob wit Gs [2 or 3 mothafuckas]
SouthSide Academy [From the school of Hard Knocks