Luyện nghe bài hát Game Over - DrDre

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

[Dr.

I'm seeing millions, dont understand
what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans
to blow up, will he style like
everyday I parlay, sip Henne and
stay in the mix Alezay
V.I.P., my shit valet
on the prowl again to get familiar with the smile again
some try to assault Dre, its still
Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave
I givin livin definition long as my hearts
I fought and made the listen
Whatever fly Dr. Dre
on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches
I push a rover, platinum before the sessions over
rap master with the Houston holder
these playas best to get they shit in
cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a deck

[Chorus: Ice

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

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

Ice Cube]

Lord please, my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And please let me make 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 I never trail, I lead
dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but these are the real playas do
talkin shit is real that the hatas 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 runnin outta
Fadin, in and out, takin purple
The dazes, in the last stages
Red skys institute, the silent horns
Im with tears in my eyes
Cuz I'm tryin to make it into peace without dyin
But they my bank account with beams on my rover
the failed to launch his attack (the game is over)

Ice Cube]

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