Luyện nghe bài hát Goodbye

[Chorus: singer + (DMC)]
Goodbye (And I would never say)
Goodbye (Yo yo yo yeah, uhh, yeah.. and I never ever say)
Goodbye (Woo - and I would never 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 never leave the streets, the ghetto made me conscious
And I've been it since you rappin cats was still in diapers
But it seems to me cats are gettin too big for their britches
And they're barkin up the wrong tree, callin my women
I remember - when we used to in the park
But things have changed, now they bustin shots after
Now that's a shame - these see me in the streets
Ask me O.G. how you do it make it seem like to it
Well I never a dream, the hustle's still inside of me
And never even departed me, this rap shit father me
I gave birth to a lot of MC's on earth
But they're too to recognize the truth and it hurts
What would you do if I said goodbye and the game crumble
But believe me, they tease me, rap shit needs me

[Chorus minus some ad

I see you, Lil
you somethin, check it

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

[Chorus - as before]

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

[Chorus - same as