Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye

[Chorus: female + (DMC)]
Goodbye (And I never ever say)
Goodbye (Yo yo yo yeah, uhh, yeah.. and I would never say)
Goodbye (Woo - and I never ever say)
Bye bye (I gotta, I gotta)

Yo yo, who know the game like me, who seen it like me
I'm the O.G. from the N.Y.C.
And I never leave the streets, the ghetto made me conscious
And I've been doin it since you rappin was still in diapers
But it seems to me these cats are gettin too big for their
And they're up the wrong tree, callin my women bitches
I remember - when we used to rhyme in the
But have changed, now they bustin shots after dark
Now that's a shame - youngsters see me in the streets
Ask me O.G. how you do it make it like nothin to it
Well I lost a dream, the hustle's still inside of me
And even departed me, this rap shit didn't father me
I gave to a lot of MC's on this earth
But they're too blind to recognize the and it hurts
What would you do if I said goodbye and the game crumble
But me, they tease me, this rap shit needs me

[Chorus minus ad libs]

I see you, Lil
you somethin, check it

[Lil
Aiyyo I never the game, how could I
there's so much to accomplish than bein broke and stuck in the projects
Come through in a green M-3, dickridin
Like "Damn, how he do a song DMC?"
worry about it, just know I'm in the game now
He was such a cute kid, why he cocaine now
But struggling's past tense, I'm rappin now, bought a house
with a swimming pool, backyard and a glass
There's no for celebration, mind elevation
If you ain't searchin for money what the are you chasin?
Go ICU I'll put this barrel to your back
You know who this is, Lil Mizzo and Darryl
I been a man since I got in the hood, so much niggaz get jealous
Like I stand when he drop his hood
How could you not Run-D.M.C.
For bein the first rappers to get they in Hollywood
deserve the respect of a legend, and I'm tryin hard
I can be the rapper in less than a second
I'm over the industry, everybody knows us
I'm only 17 but my mind is all grown up, so

[Chorus - as before]

I would never leave the game my love me too much
Because rap is my baby and I it grow up
Man I'm still here breathin, my eyes
That these rapper cats deceivin, so believe 'em
They got the nerve to rap about and iced out jewels
Man you rented it Jacob you ain't foolin me or schoolin D
On how to MC, I be the pick of the
I've been in the game many but I'll still spit a winner
Champ my people from the streets in Queens I'm a hitter
Knockin out the park, gettin physically fitter
duck too slow and don't jump too fast
I roll young soldiers who put a foot in your ass
be the new sensation, the next generation
Hollis Queens, Jersey, California situation
If I kiss the game goodbye, I leave
I would go and fix some fake MC's, I'm out DMC

[Chorus - same as