Luyện nghe bài hát Games We Play

[chubb
All attention to all of the, swigs
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, you drive a benz or a bike
you straight hit or you go strictly dyke
Dick van, no drugs I only dristan
And I to the sister, and yes I can can
A, lean get funky like a latrine and
Lyrics scream into the +roots+ like ben vereen
Rockin, the apple, the mayor were (? )
I smacked platinum, or hit gold watch
I'll achieve, just like (? )
Squad squeeze, but can mingle with the breeze
But hey, parlay - you don't my way
These are the we play..

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

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

[chubb
Mo hits the then chubb handles the rappin
The un-thinkable flow is fly extra napkins
And the girls 'pon look stush without my googles
And look as they squint I blink push up the throttle
I, this to eat this i, leave this to beavis
If I wanna smoke ya spliff I might get, stiffer penis
Oooh, I had to go and rip your crew
freeze love ran land butt rub and blue ooh
Dippi - dip on you
With all my niggaz and squads and the, jew
Ar-tistic lift it the trend to the phonics
And, all pure lyrics that turn to alcoholics
tales, start to prevail the shit
Whether you're west miami bass blood or crip
But hey, hey, you know my way
are the games we play..

- 4x