Luyện nghe bài hát It's Not a Game

(noreaga)

This no game man
A lot of people look from the from in
that it's easy man
You know what I'm saying, not we work too
You what I mean, we working everyday hard
Getting our hands dirty just like
But y'all think y'all

(musolini)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I pledge to money, weed, jewels, hoes, and big guns
While you dealing in crumbs and funds
Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons em speaking in tongues
Headed for slums, screaming at the top they lungs
Bitch cats, find em wherever you at
Your man in you face will stab you in the
Life's a bitch, so rub up and it
You live life, you gotta love it
Six o, used to whip a bucket
the strip cause niggaz like five seven tips
Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my
with the stones on my fists
Niggaz hating me, cause I got
Left the hood
but diamond dis, head from a bitch
In the of a thugged out whip
Why not
Devilish, your ain't shit
Mad at this, certain gentle

(chorus: maze)

It's not a nigga
Me move in and out
Most try to follow the route
But can't see what we see
out like wherever we be
M-a-z-e, n.o.r.e.,

(noreaga)

Now that's that that I'm talking about and shit
Same niggaz that you wit
Fucking wit them cats that you fuck wit
Whatcha to do?
Both of are part of the crew
Can't choose (true)
I don't know, I like to go that road
If that's click, I suggest that you stay wit them yo
While say break up to up
I say stick together God until y'all up
Bitches meet me at the crown
On they period, it matter
I'm in the head something
It ain't a god, yo it never was
I get super high, while y'all get a buzz
My associates I use to sit and chill wit
Now it's only family I like to wit
I like to build wit
Get high, steal wit
So let's do this, all my niggaz run through

(chorus)

(maze)

The money the cay in
To snakes in the way
A getting playing laid-back on my days in
I want to enter fortune but way in
Wit out getting in a storm
My pen reflect maze
Why from his h on, shades beyond the grave
braids hang from my physical
Bitched me
Move mystical enchanting branson at me
I'm fan of b
Vanish from the in a blur
But seen, clearly heard in my action
And act civil, my palm sizzle from the in my hand
We're in your land like a drizzle
To reach my pinnacle is
Sinister style, thugged out, nigga sending you

(chorus)