Luyện nghe bài hát Game Theory

This is a game, I'm your
You've got to let me baby
So I can go, I'd to fake it
I not make it
You not take it

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

Hus, short for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw Life
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 tryin' to get it at any cost so it's no
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 about ready for a massacre
I'll make it hotter than when Shaft in
Jump outta a black Porsche huffin' a fat
Night ridin' on 'em like my name Hasselhoff
Voted unlikely to succeed cause my was full
Of naysayers, and thieves
All it gave me was a good reason to leave
And put the writing on the wall for y'all to read it and
Cause I'm the force of the Lord, the rage of
You'd rather for the hills and save yourselves
My Man rip drums like He the bells
The of the Realm you seen Him do His thing in a film
on

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

Dreams when M16's with beams
Blowin' up presidents' cribs with of kerosene
the limousine with a strategic routine
Then blast my enemy, for the Caribbean
Militant camp is ready for war
Lay your corner face down, place down your cash and four four
When I score for torture
Fuck around and make town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the land where the dwell
My technique is to ambush you guerrilla
My is of a killer whale bang you up from head to toe
With lyrics I pack a nine millimal
My types subliminal mentality switched to
Importing heroin internash from
A soldier a stripes from a general
Used the mike of or lead
You choose your

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