Luyện nghe bài hát Game Theory

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

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

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

Hey yo I'm tryin' to get it at any so it's no remorse
When I'm blastin' off you been askin' for it
Black step in the door all hats is off
Your hands up in the air back and forth
I'm about for a classic massacre
I'll make it than when Shaft in Africa
Jump outta a black Porsche a fat cigar
Night ridin' on 'em like my last name
Voted unlikely to succeed cause my 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 force of the Lord, the rage of
You'd rather head for the hills and yourselves
My Man rip drums like He ringin' the
The King of the Realm you seen Him do His in a film
on

Hus, that's for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw 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 infrared
Blowin' up presidents' cribs with of kerosene
High-jack the with a strategic routine
Then my enemy, head for the Caribbean
Militant guerrilla camp is for war
Lay your corner face down, place your jewels cash and four four
When I score prepare for
Fuck around and make town Warsaw
I'm Illadel the land where the killas dwell
My technique is to ambush you style
My instinct is of a killer whale bang you up head to toe
With I pack like a nine millimal
My types subliminal mentality switched to
Importing heroin internash from
A takes 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 baby
So I can go, I'd to fake it
I not make it
You not take it