Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye

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

Yo yo, who know the game me, who seen it change like me
I'm the O.G. from the N.Y.C.
And I ain't never leave the streets, the made me conscious
And I've been it since you rappin cats was still in diapers
But it seems to me these cats are gettin too big for their
And they're barkin up the wrong tree, callin my bitches
I remember - when we to rhyme in the park
But things have changed, now they bustin shots after
Now that's a shame - these youngsters see me in the
Ask me O.G. how you do it make it like nothin to it
Well I never lost a dream, the hustle's still of me
And never even 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 truth and it
What would you do if I said goodbye and watched the game
But believe me, they tease me, this rap shit me

[Chorus some ad libs]

I see you, Lil
Tell you somethin, it

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

[Chorus - as before]

I never leave the game my people love me too much
rap is my baby and I watched it grow up
Man I'm here breathin, my eyes seein
That these cats deceivin, so don't believe 'em
got the nerve to rap about cars 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 many years but I'll still spit a winner
Champ my people from the streets in Queens I'm a hitter
balls out the park, gettin physically fitter
Don't duck too slow and don't too fast
I roll with young soldiers who put a in your ass
be the new sensation, the next generation
Hollis Queens, Dirty Jersey, California
If I kiss the game goodbye, I leave
I would go and fix fake MC's, I'm signin out DMC

[Chorus - as before]