Luyện nghe bài hát It's In The Game

You know, I'm it, 'bout it
Huh, you know, huh
It's you don't limit yourself to one thing
mama got to broaden your horizons
Broaden your

Keep your on the prize
The struggle on everyday
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Everyday and I'm a live it through my
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
You know how we do, choose or lose it

Pull your shoes up, get stuck
Or get your frame struck, when my squad
Hitting like Mack trucks, head splitting paper
In windy cities Chicago, no bullshit

You see me spitting at the with the lost mitten
As we engage in war getting frostbitten
Once again up in these stank drawers listen
One and for one cause, heavy hitting

The penalty ruff necks, we bring ruckus
In pursuit of gold lines, can a nigga it?
If I see you, can't trust it
A shady character Buzz Buzzard
Lay him out a plush rug-ged

Now you can love it, or leave it
We drink death and bone
Dragging your body out the end
And any way the wind that's where you flow
That's why you be the one caught, last to know

Body out on the floor, substitute
Heavy players from the run and shoot, we open
Third and long, quarterback pack the on
I go deep he drop bombs, that's when I touch

Six points, now? Once again who coming
Through in the now, perfect strangerous
Ever since I came with this, and a body
You convinced like Lombardi, that Johnny

Offensive
Calm in the I got one, in the milli gun
threats to chose from, that's how it goes son
You win some you lose some, in the game

You win some, you lose
(Uh)
how it goes, son
(Yeah)
You win some, you some
(Uh) it's in the
(Yeah)

You win some, you some
how it goes son
You win some, you some
It's in the

From the football
(It's in the game, you win some, you lose some, in the game)
To the mountain, you know what I'm
(That's how it goes, son, how it goes)
(You win some, you some, it's in the game)

styling, profiling, won't catch me smiling
Straight from Island, buck whiling, I'm styling
A funky type of with the lyrical incision
Shit locked like my niggaz out in prison

Good riddance, it hidden, up in my knapsack
Sipping while I vibe off this funky track
Yo, bring it or make it hit harder
your mind like Nino at the Carter but smarter

So drop harder if you wanna
Verbs and nouns, it profound as I pound
In earpiece, I'm the beast
To say the least, we must increase the

But keep it real, so I can feel, the
Funky rhymes I will build so I kill
And thrill, lyrics spitting, my lips
Doing flips, it's another hit

Come a sip, of the running waters
Lyrically I slaughter, mentally I
The that you feel to the map
Crushing double barrels, sing 'em out like

Who it be? It be I, the nigga with the eyes
NY, city we committee we gets busy
With killa on the swarm
Lyrically we storm, mentally a

I bomb
(Boom)
Guard your
It's the man that chill, run for the from Grassvile
rhymes straight on tracks and double cuff
Another TV and they it

You win some, you lose
how it go, son
You win some, you lose
in the game

You win some, you some
how it go, son
You win some, you lose
That's in the game, it's in the

You win some, you some
in the game
It's in the game, in the game
in the game, it's in the game