Luyện nghe bài hát Game of Death

Who to get a game?
Who wants to get a
Let's a game of death

Get down, lay cards down
down, as my chain ball spins round and round
When it stops, I bet it chops to the
Now how that shit sound? Sounds like a shake
Here the break down

I bet'cha break, I gotta headache
Ya can't ya ass awake
Fool, why ya think the had to wake the dead
To niggaz sleepin' so we give blows to ya head

One time, in and out ya
I know the rules to the game, give to my rhyme
I'm workin' my on you and you
can ya do to stop Mastamind and his crew?
The magic I use is blacker than blacker than
Get back, fool what'cha about that?

What'cha know about this? When I aim I don't
Fuck and catch a fist when TNT's pissed
bombs on your crews, I quicked the life refused
Ya played the game of death and guaranteed to lose

Play your cards right, tonight's helter
The cards I dealt ya ain't good, find shelter in hood
I'm comin' at 'cha like a snatcher, I'm gonna get 'cha
And show ya I'm the masta
Mastamindin' my till there's no suckas left
When ya fuck with the wrong ya play the game of death

This is the game, come a spin on the wheel
How many can I kill?
I'm ill, buck 'em at a stand still
Watch me get ill, watch the blood

Chop, swing, off with head
I'm misled, I'd rather be dead
This is the game that I play with no
Russian roulette, back and take aim

I want me some bacon, so I'm fina pig
Wha-dada dame, so I 'cha wig
Not by the hairs on your chinny chin
you play the game of death with me and never win?

Killin' be a sin, snatch throat and grin
buck wild with the rin-tin-tin
The chrome's to your dome, so tell me left
And breathe your last breath, and play the of death

Bad never lose, so I bet I win
I die, but I come back again and again

Red rum, red rum come and get
Hey mad niggaz hung by their tongues when I
Play a game, press luck, punk I don't give a fuck
If the butcher knife don't cut I buck, buck, buck

me get 'em, watch me hunt 'em out and hit 'em
I'm for Adam's apples I gotta slit 'em
You can't my game motherfuckers hate I came
Let the sky storm, let it rain, let it

Chopped off her now the blood is just gushin'
I up the knife and the steel's steady pushin'
for the kill, the kill is what I got
Playin' in my game, and is the plot

Now I'm playin' doctor, grab the and chopped her
Shivers, quivers, out the liver
Shoot a body and I dumped it in the river
The beat when I deliver, no life to give her
I hate to the same to savor it for yourself
When the tables dealt, it gets felt in the of death

Now as I in, I take one final spin on the wheels of jeopardy
For all hoes who slept with me
Wicked rhyme kicka, 'em for when I trick up
Peter pipper picka, you to suck my dick up

Nigga I'm outta liqour, to kill ya quicka
Six, six, six, I'm sick sick sicka
The U N H O L Y, your heada fly
You'd be a guy, rock a bye-bye

If you wanna play, yes, we dead
I gotta screw loose and a in my head
bodies layin' all around
The is right so come on down

And press your and get slammed hoe
Remember say damn say where me woe
In the game of