Luyện nghe bài hát Game Krossed

[Mr. Capone-E]
Ay you got your tape?

*Talkin*
Let's do shit

[Mr. Capone-E]
Snapper you got the

[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, fuck it when I see them cops
Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for
Destruction, the beginin of Criminals
On war paths, aftermath, combat, platinum tracks, fuck rap
strappin like that, so back the fuck up cause Capone's gonna bust

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

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

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

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

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

[Mr. *Talkin*
Now tell me, who wants SGV shit
The sickest, realest group, most wanted convicted outlaws
up Snapper

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

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

It's the town wit the Gs
here leva, you can't school me
Or the homie,

[Mr.
in the game, no shame
The same, derange, sick
We give a shit bitch
Got and we pop em
And if you cross our path it jacked
war path, matter last, born or bash
Outkast, 1st class, whip lash, blood
And that, so Lil Dreamer homeboy
Tell em you at

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

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