Luyện nghe bài hát Games We Play

[chubb
All to all of the, lyrical swigs
Whether you studio or you're, synching a gig
Yes! I address to all the known factors
Where you slave to the rhythm of the masters
I. smythe, whether you a benz or a bike
Whether you straight hit or you go strictly
Dick van, no drugs I snort dristan
And I to the sister, and yes I can can
A, lean get funky like a latrine and
Lyrics scream deep into the like ben vereen
Rockin, the apple, the mayor were (? )
I smacked platinum, or hit gold watch
I'll achieve, just like (? )
Squad squeeze, but they can mingle the breeze
But hey, parlay - you know my way
are the games we play..

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

[chubb
script shit, that gets me kind of pissed
No real award given to the, hits and
Lyrics get and, kids start to sip it
Esophagus start bulge, and centrific
Get a dollar, if I sell than the group abba
The source critics still to diss my yabba, dabba-da-doo
The pulse that revived the crew
If I'm rockin, on the eww
Why they, can't downgrade but if try
I rock from brooklyn to crooked-letter-i
I, my temper, I remember starts to
The (? ? ) but happy that the heads stayed
The hits 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 the beat then chubb handles the rappin
The un-thinkable flow is fly extra napkins
And the girls 'pon flatbush look without my googles
And as they squint then I blink push up the throttle
I, meet this to eat this i, leave to beavis
If I wanna smoke ya spliff I might get, stiffer than
Oooh, I had to go and rip whole crew
With love ran land butt 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 pure lyrics turn to alcoholics
Ghetto tales, to prevail the shit
you're east west miami bass blood or crip
But hey, hey, you know my way
These are the we play..

- 4x