Luyện nghe bài hát It's Not a Game

(noreaga)

This ain't no man
A lot of people from the outside from in
Thinking that it's man
You know I'm saying, not realizing we work too
You know what I mean, we everyday hard
Getting our hands dirty just like
But think y'all better

(musolini)

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

(chorus: maze)

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

(noreaga)

Now that's shit that I'm talking about and shit
Same niggaz you fucking wit
wit them cats that you don't fuck wit
Whatcha to do?
Both of them are of the crew
Can't side (true)
I don't know, I don't like to go road
If that's your click, I suggest you stay wit them yo
While say break up to up
I say stick together God until y'all up
Bitches me at the crown plaza
On period, it don't matter
I'm in the head something
It ain't a game god, yo it was
I get super high, while y'all niggaz get a
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, hold wit
So let's do this, all my niggaz run through

(chorus)

(maze)

The attitudes the cay in
To snakes in the way
A paid playing laid-back on my days in
I want to enter fortune but way in
Wit out getting in a storm
My pen pages maze
Why steps from his h on, beyond the grave
Golden hang from my physical
scare me
Move mystical enchanting weed at me
I'm fan of b
Vanish the scene in a blur
But barely seen, clearly heard in my
And act civil, my palm sizzle the heat in my hand
We're in your land a hard drizzle
To reach my is minimal
Sinister style, out, nigga sending you foul

(chorus)