Luyện nghe bài hát Game Over - DrDre

Man, what's up with these niggaz out
Mad at us we on top
I love to see gettin money
Better get it while the is good
Get it you can, man
And stop hatin me, fuckin my shit cuz I got more hustle than you
Get yours, get yours

[Dr.

I'm millions, niggaz dont understand
know what? Im makin moves, cash behind plans
to up, will he style like this
I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray
stay in the mix like
V.I.P., my shit valet
on the prowl again to get honies with the smile again
try to assault Dre, its still cavi
Im eatin steak while they to break the slave mentality
I givin definition long as my hearts tickin
I and made the world listen
Whatever fly Dr. Dre
turn on the box and let my son watch these clowns on 60 inches
I a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over
rap master with the Houston holder
these playas best to get they in check
cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a deck

[Chorus: Ice

Lord please, my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a thousand
And lord please let me make mo
Cuz I aint quite ready to (No)

Buck the world
that, gotta stay strapped
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, they gats
Super fist fightin shit come down to dyin
When the time comes down for the tryin I got
why niggaz shouldnt step in my face
with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can this
Audi little something out the seams a my
with no I got a team to come clown ya
I ya, so let your people know what they face
with the type of individual thatll bomb a
Kaboom! and everybody outside
there aint no escapin the Reaper so try
Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to
down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true
December 31st, 96 (the is over)

[Chorus: Ice

Lord please, my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And lord please let me mo cheese
Cuz I aint quite to leave (No)

(I've got all my life to live, plus all my love to give)

[Dr.

Smokin weed I never trail, I
spendin dough, the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but are the things real playas do
talkin shit is real things that the do
I'm you
shit's thick, its to run for shelter
I kept the word, things could happen to marks it was helter skelter

Dear diary, I'm outta pages
Fadin, in and out, purple hazes
The dazes, in the last stages
Red skys institute, the silent playin
Im prayin with tears in my
Cuz I'm tryin to it into eternal peace without dyin
But they eyein my bank account with on my rover
the killa failed to launch his attack (the is over)

Ice Cube]

Lord please, my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a thousand
And lord please let me mo cheese
Cuz I aint quite ready to (No)