Luyện nghe bài hát Games We Play

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All attention to all of the, lyrical
you studio switch or you're, synching a gig
Yes! I address to all the known factors
Where you slave to the rhythm of con-troling the
I. smythe, whether you a benz or a bike
Whether you straight hit or you go strictly
Dick van, no drugs I only dristan
And I to the sister, and yes I can can
A, gangsta lean get funky like a and
Lyrics scream deep into the +roots+ like ben
Rockin, the apple, since the were (? )
I smacked double platinum, or hit gold
I'll achieve, notoriety like (? )
Squad squeeze, but they can mingle with the
But hey, parlay - you know my way
are the games we play..

Hey, hey, hey (hey hey)
These are the we play
"i don't what else to say" -> biggie smalls

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script shit, that gets me kind of pissed
No real award given to the, funkiest and
get prolific and, kids start to sip it
Esophagus bulge, specific and centrific
Get a dollar, if I sell more than the group
The source critics still to diss my yabba, dabba-da-doo
The pulse that revived the crash
If I'm rockin, on the eww
Why they, can't but if they try
I rock from brooklyn to that
I, my temper, I remember to boil
The (? ? ) but happy that the heads stayed
The groove hits the ground from the of "get down"
Peace love and all that plus five pound
Buy hey, - you don't know my way
are the games we play..

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Mo hits the beat then handles the rappin
The un-thinkable flow is fly extra napkins
And the girls 'pon look stush without my googles
And look as squint then I blink push up the throttle
I, meet to eat this i, leave this to beavis
If I smoke ya spliff I might get, stiffer than penis
Oooh, I had to go and rip your whole
With freeze love ran land rub and blue ooh
Dippi - dip on you
With all my niggaz and and the, funkiest jew
Ar-tistic lift it start the to the phonics
And, funk all lyrics that turn to alcoholics
tales, start to prevail the shit
Whether you're east west miami blood or crip
But hey, hey, you don't my way
are the games we play..

- 4x