Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye

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

Yo yo, who know the game me, who seen it change like me
I'm the MC'n O.G. the N.Y.C.
And I ain't never leave the streets, the ghetto me conscious
And I've been doin it 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 tree, callin my women bitches
I remember - when we to rhyme in the park
But things have changed, now they bustin shots dark
Now that's a - these youngsters see me in the streets
Ask me O.G. how you do it it seem like nothin to it
Well I lost a dream, the hustle's still inside of me
And never even departed me, this rap shit didn't me
I birth 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 me, they tease me, this rap shit needs me

[Chorus minus some ad

I see you, Lil
Tell you somethin, it

[Lil
Aiyyo I leave the game, how could I
When there's so much to accomplish than bein and stuck in the projects
Come through in a green M-3, dickridin
"Damn, how he do a song with DMC?"
Don't worry about it, just I'm in the game now
He was such a kid, why he sellin cocaine now
But struggling's tense, I'm rappin now, bought myself a house
a swimming pool, backyard and a glass fence
There's no time for celebration, mind
If you ain't searchin for what the hell are you chasin?
Go against ICU I'll put this barrel to your
You who this is, Lil Mizzo and Darryl Mack
I been a man since I got in the hood, so much niggaz get jealous
Like I stand when he drop his hood
How you not respect Run-D.M.C.
For the first rappers to get they handprints in Hollywood
They deserve the respect of a legend, and I'm hard
I can be the best rapper in less than a
I'm over the industry, everybody knows us
I'm only 17 but my is all grown up, so whassup

[Chorus - same as

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

[Chorus - same as