Luyện nghe bài hát It's In The Game

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

Keep eyes on the prize
The goes on everyday
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Everyday and I'm a live it my music
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
You know how we do, choose or from it

Pull your shoes up, don't get
Or get frame struck, when my squad blitzing
Hitting like trucks, head splitting paper written
In windy cities like Chicago, no

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

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

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

Body laying out on the floor,
Heavy players the run and shoot, we open door
Third and long, quarterback the cannon on
I go deep he bombs, that's when I touch down

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

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

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

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

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

Free styling, profiling, won't catch me
from Fema Island, buck whiling, I'm styling
A type of style with the lyrical incision
Shit locked down like my out in prison

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

So drop harder if you wanna
Verbs and nouns, it profound as I pound
In your earpiece, I'm the
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 back flips, another hit

Come take a sip, of the waters
I slaughter, mentally I author
The rhymes that you to the map
Crushing double barrels, 'em out like carols

Who it be? It be I, the with the chinky eyes
From NY, city we we gets busy
With killa beez on the
Lyrically we storm, a lord

Verbally I
(Boom)
your grill
It's the man that chill, run for the hills Grassvile
Drilling rhymes straight on and double cuff
TV and they loved it

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

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

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