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
Your mama got to broaden horizons
Broaden joints

your eyes on the prize
The struggle goes on
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
and I'm a live it through my music
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
You how we do, choose or lose from it

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

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

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

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

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

Six points, what now? Once again who
in the clutch 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
Deep threats to 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 lose
(Uh) it's in the
(Yeah)

You win some, you some
how it goes son
You win some, you some
in the game

From the football
(It's in the game, you win some, you some, it's 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 style with the lyrical
Shit locked down like my out in prison

riddance, keep it hidden, up in my knapsack
Sipping while I vibe off this funky track
Yo, bring it back or make it hit
Infiltrate your mind 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 it real, so I can feel, the skills
Funky fresh I will build so I kill
And thrill, lyrics spitting, my lips
Doing flips, it's another hit

Come take a sip, of the running
Lyrically I slaughter, I author
The rhymes that you to the map
Crushing double barrels, sing 'em out carols

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

Verbally I
(Boom)
Guard your
It's the man chill, run for the hills from Grassvile
Drilling rhymes on tracks and double cuff
Another TV and loved it

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

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 some
in the game
It's in the game, in the game
in the game, it's in the game