Luyện nghe bài hát Game Over - DrDre

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

[Dr.

I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont
know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind
to blow up, he style like this
everyday I parlay, sip and Tanqueray
stay in the mix like
V.I.P., my shit valet
on the prowl again to get familiar 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 these studio clowns on 60 inches
I push a rover, shit before the sessions over
rap with the Houston heat holder
these playas best to get shit in check
cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin a full deck

[Chorus: Ice

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

Buck the whole
meant that, gotta stay
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry gats
Super fist fightin shit might come down to
When the time comes down for the I got nine
reasons why niggaz step in my face
with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste
Audi little something out the seams a my
with no hesitation I got a team to come ya
I down ya, so let your people know what face
with the type of individual thatll bomb a
Kaboom! and everybody outside
aint no escapin the Reaper 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 been by true soldiers
31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus: Ice

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

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

[Dr.

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

Dear diary, I'm runnin outta
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 make it into eternal peace without
But eyein my bank account with beams on my rover
the killa failed to his attack (the game is over)

Ice Cube]

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