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

[Dr.

I'm seeing millions, niggaz understand
know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash plans
to blow up, will he style 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 familiar with the again
try to assault Dre, its still cavi
Im eatin while they struggle to break the slave mentality
I givin livin definition as my hearts tickin
I fought and made the listen
fly Dr. Dre invented
turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60
I push a rover, shit before the sessions over
rap master with the Houston holder
these best to get they shit in check
cuz I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck

[Chorus: Ice

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

Buck the whole
meant that, gotta strapped
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they
Super fist fightin shit might down to dyin
When the time comes down for the I got nine
reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my
the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this
Audi something out the seams a my trousers
no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya
I down ya, so let your people know what they
the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
Kaboom! and everybody outside
there no escapin the Reaper so dont try
Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to
Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a
yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
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 quite ready to (No)

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

[Dr.

Smokin I never trail, I lead
spendin dough, the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but these are the real playas do
talkin shit is things that the hatas do
I'm you
thick, its time 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, takin purple
The dazes, Revelations in the stages
Red institute, the silent horns playin
Im prayin with in my eyes
Cuz I'm to make it into eternal peace without dyin
But they eyein my bank account with beams on my
the failed to launch his attack (the game is over)

Ice Cube]

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