Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Shame

And once it's big G, runnin the number rackets
Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the bracket
The boss of all bosses, I own racehorses and a
corridors with olympic torches and Mona Lisa
Ja'causezis and saunas and eatin at Benny Harner's
Bentley's limousine the front stream is full of pirahnas
I'm set, a private jet, I a lot of Beck's
Get a lot of sess condo and duplex, infested Rolex
Deliver a crown at the world units silver china
Sippin on finer wine-r you see more shines than diamond
The Highness, of heroin
I'm thorough when I have to bring the in
Handle business in each and every in
town or city, I'm like Frank Nitty, I'm rich and pretty
Back up kiddies, I got that's grimy and gritty
A nigga that's spunky and likes to keep his chunky
most of my money, from all the dopefiends and junkies
I learned from the best the that's livin
and the ones put to rest
So I bless my with a vest and pack a Smith-N-Wes
And I'm off to get the snaps, not the scraps
The game is be a real mack, the name is G Rap

Now it's a damn shame, what I do just to make a dollar
in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
It's a damn shame, I gotta do just to make a dollar
in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler

I got a fly hoe up the wing, a swinger that does her thing
And if you step inside my ring, bang it out and make your brains hang
She sits at resteraunt with mink foxes and sables
Drinkin Cherenade label she'll rock a sucker's cradle
And yeah, honey is bounce to the ounce
She walks with lucci in large amounts
Millions inside bank accounts
Her name is Tammy, got a beach in Miami
around with a small jammy in her silk and satin panties
A down hoe, a Foxy Brown hoe, standin her hoe
And if you clown yo she'll turn into a a round hoe
Fly as a Heaven's Angel got in her bangles
earrings hangin dingle gettin money from all angles
She's pretty the New York city bright lights
and real light, way after midnight, I hit it cause the slit's
Wake up early and make my rounds, break a down
Packin a silver four pound, some clowns be trying to get
Light up a smoke and a stack of C-notes
Them slick stick up kids don't get no dough bro
cause I ain't tryin to be
I goes all out for G Rap and this nothin funny
a damn shame, what I gotta do to get the money

Now it's a damn shame, what I gotta do to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it me wanna holler
a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it makes me holler

No it ain't no hang-over (8X, then fade)