Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Games Begin

[Kool G.
Yo I come in the of danger lurkin
the mad streets and merkin
Shot at from out the Ranges and Suburbans
Curtains for perpin
Leave in a hearse for
on the curb and bandages like turbans
We roll a
All in dirt, puffin the herb an'
we the verbs in
Double loaded with Germans
Area's urban, block's hot where we be
Gun fights strike a serpent
People nerves
Lay down any
strictly for just rehearsin
The remain tight as Holy Mary the Virgin
Slowly the burden
so we the shit you heard an'
hit you the different methods and versions;
we simply,
let bullets rip until the is empty
Get in your tracks as if you was ??
Hit you like Dempsey
The mac packin MC, gats clappin like an M.P.
your friendly wimpy, frame like an M.D.
Blow you until your windy
Be on short of a frenzy
My don't stop til the cops hem me
Blow holy hollow in me
Hazardous shit - is accurate
Sendin niggaz to meet the King of
Playin me has a risk
I bash like they was massacres
the tear gas, thinkin I'm pacifist
That's the fifth, one last kiss your ash is missed
These bastards is gettin clapped by the at the wrist

Chorus: G. Rap (repeat 2X)

Yo let the begin
The tec and mac-10 flames
Thugs to the end, my whole insane with sins
Hammers to pins
Me and my kin be you spin
The Lord or The takin you in

[Kool G.
It's the Queens apocalypse
My is hit with the dark eclipse
no hostages, so grab the glocks and clips
The rap's apostle-ist, niggaz to Loch
Large as is
Mumblin shit get at the esophagus
A Saga novelist
Sex in this rap shit
like the drop is while you be topicless
Blow monopolist - do it for eons
Shinin it's, neon - heart colder than freon
which MC to pee on;
baby cause the shit that we on
Niggaz go to like Deion
Put the G on
I analyze guys Montana eyes
to vandalize any man alive, as the hammer rise
Cut em like samurais
Kickin that real that you fantasize
Niggaz step aside or
G. the real cat, pack the steel cat, baby feel
you layin flat witcha shit clapped and peeled back
Battle-actin rap shit'll put you in of a Cadillac
A bad decision; fuck up your vision like cataracts
Red on a dead foe
Layin in wet clothes from blows
whole brain be exposed
Get your body torn out the frame lead throws
None of my victims ever bled
Stiff as Al Capone, how it go