Luyện nghe bài hát Game Over - DrDre

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

[Dr.

I'm seeing millions, dont understand
know Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans
to blow up, he style like this
everyday I parlay, sip Henne and
stay in the mix like
V.I.P., my shit valet
on the prowl again to get familiar with the smile again
some try to Dre, its still cavi
Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the mentality
I givin livin definition as my hearts tickin
I fought and the world listen
Whatever fly Dr. Dre
turn on the box and let my son watch these studio 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 a full deck

[Chorus: Ice

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

Buck the whole
meant that, gotta stay
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they
Super fist fightin shit might come to dyin
When the time comes down for the tryin I got
reasons why shouldnt step in my face
with the nonsense, cause I'm always and you can taste this
Audi little out the seams a my trousers
with no I got a team to come clown ya
I down ya, so let your know what they face
the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
Kaboom! and dies outside
there aint no escapin the so dont try
Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the to step?
Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a
Check yo self, you just invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the is over)

Ice Cube]

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

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

[Dr.

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

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

[Chorus: Ice

please, murda my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a thousand
And please let me make mo cheese
Cuz I aint ready to leave (No)