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 gettin money
Better get it while the gettin is
Get it you can, man
And stop hatin me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle you
Get yours, get baby

[Dr.

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

[Chorus: Ice

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

Buck the whole
meant that, gotta stay
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, they gats
Super fist fightin shit come down to dyin
When the time down for the tryin I got nine
reasons why niggaz shouldnt 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 hesitation I got a team to come ya
I down ya, so let people know what they face
the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
Kaboom! and everybody outside
aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try
Go ahead, ya eyes, who the next to step?
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, murda my (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And lord please let me mo cheese
Cuz I aint ready to leave (No)

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

[Dr.

Smokin weed I trail, I lead
dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but these are the things real 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 like it was helter

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

Ice Cube]

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