Luyện nghe bài hát Game Krossed

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

*Talkin*
Let's do this

[Mr. *Talkin*
you got the guage

[Snapper]
Capone-E, ride da de da da

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

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

[Mr.
Locked up like a G, my enemies
parole from the streets
Fuck you, and fuck
I got my soldiers at ease, from the Academy
You're gonna get what gonna get
you got nothin to gain
You can't fuck wit these same Gangsta
Now tel mel, who's your mothafuckin
gangsta mobbin, SouthSide

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

[Lil
I'm another SouthSide Academist, pharmacist,
World's most dangerous, Hi-jack you a terrorist
Yeah, keep you hostage for
And if you wanna act up I'll do you like
Charles, no fuckin morals
Leave your tongue on your lap chrippin like a squirell
Now your heart starts to
Lil Dreamer mothafucka and we stop

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

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

[Mr. *Talkin*
Now tell me, who some SGV shit
The sickest, realest group, Americaz most wanted outlaws
What's up

Let me tell you, we no bull shit
Bring a posse, fuck wit my gangsta poparatzi
We keep bustin straight kamakazi
Through your hood, get strap, get your bat
get your gat

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

It's the wit the most Gs
Look here leva, you school me
Or the homie,

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

Dreamer]
I'm in a of a G
packin a heat
Puttin it straight on the concrete
SGV style, never smile, child
Lil D, fuck my enemies, Academy
Reality hits, when we drop shit
Connection straight platinum hit
Now dip mothafucka, and I'll see you in a
Just another scandleous gangsta from the

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