Luyện nghe bài hát It's In The Game

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

Keep your eyes on the
The struggle goes on
(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 up, don't get stuck
Or get your frame struck, my squad blitzing
Hitting Mack trucks, head splitting paper written
In windy cities like Chicago, no

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

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

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

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

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

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, it's in the

You win some, you some
(Uh)
how it goes, son
(Yeah)
You win some, you some
(Uh) in the game
(Yeah)

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

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

Free styling, profiling, catch me smiling
Straight from Fema Island, buck whiling, I'm
A funky of style with the lyrical incision
Shit down like my niggaz 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
your mind like Nino at the Carter but smarter

So drop harder if you conjugate
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, spitting, through my lips
Doing back flips, another hit

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

Who it be? It be I, the nigga the chinky eyes
From NY, we committee we gets busy
killa beez on the swarm
Lyrically we storm, mentally a

I bomb
(Boom)
Guard your
It's the man that chill, run for the hills from
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 some
how it go, son
You win some, you lose
That's in the game, it's in the

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