Luyện nghe bài hát Game Theory

This is a game, I'm specimen
got to let me know baby
So I can go, I'd have to it
I could not it
You not take it

Yeah, where I'ma start it at, I'ma part of that
Downtown Philly where it's realer than a heart
It really that ill until the start of crack
Now it's a body every night on the Almanac
Rock bottom where cops gotta problem at
Where them outsiders getting popped for wallet at
I had nothin' but I made outta that
Now I'm the first out the limo like Mack
From 215 him the livest one
And he's representin' to the fullest
the realest
You can't him and not for nothin'
If you bout hip hop you gots to love it
If not fuck it
I'm still
Smokin' more than Redman and them damaging MC's
And my name's Gees you endangered species
For what I do I'm about to up the
I'm paper-chase motivated I ain't the one to with
These get set ablaze
You have it y'all way but I'd rather parlay
Just smoke OG and get all day
The way thought causes your main thing to say
Your style so splendid you your business
You my interests
You sharper than a
You know the way it go, huh, game know what I'm talkin'

Hus, that's for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw productions
Tryin' to find our spota the ruckus
And be free, flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus

Hey yo I'm to get it at any cost so it's no remorse
When I'm off like you been askin' for it
When Black in the door all hats is off
Your hands up in the air goin' and forth
I'm ready for a classic massacre
I'll make it than when Shaft in Africa
Jump a black Porsche huffin' a fat cigar
Night ridin' on 'em like my name Hasselhoff
unlikely to succeed cause my class was full
Of naysayers, and thieves
All it gave me was a enough reason to leave
And put the writing on the for y'all to read it and weep
Cause I'm the of the Lord, the rage of hell
You'd rather for the hills and save yourselves
My Man rip drums like He ringin' the
The of the Realm you seen Him do His thing in a film
on

Hus, that's for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw productions
Tryin' to our spota amongst the ruckus
And be free, flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus

Dreams when with infrared beams
Blowin' up presidents' cribs with of kerosene
High-jack the with a strategic routine
blast my enemy, head for the Caribbean
Militant camp is ready for war
Lay your corner face down, place down your jewels cash and four
When I score prepare for
Fuck around and your town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the land where the dwell
My technique is to ambush you style
My is of a killer whale bang you up from head to toe
With I pack like a nine millimal
My types subliminal mentality switched to
Importing heroin from Senegal
A soldier takes a stripes from a
the mike of iron or lead
You choose your

This is a game, I'm your
got to let me know baby
So I can go, I'd have to it
I could not it
You could not it