Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Games Begin

Yeah, Terror Squad motherfucker and the Hoo Bangin'
I know you think you was gon' see this niggas, nope
coast, west coast, it's all the same
Joey Crack, Big Pun, Mack 10, speak on it, Joe, niggas

At times I feel like blastin' myself, it all
on my same team be prayin' I fall
Tellin' the feds, that I'm cappin' the raw
Know all the stash box on the floor of my Porshe

Boy George-in it, the life of the fortunate
Show you how warm my fuckin' get
My crew often get the blame for crimes
Why do niggas stay with the shitiest rhymes?

Can't call it, all these claim that they ballin'
But it appears your empire's
with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one
The cats you get terroria from

East coast, west coast, man it's all the
Niggas won't know shit till they the flame
It's still insane, since the flow
Blowin' your whole back, with the Mack, we'll let ya black

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real chase dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

Check what you never thought, Pun and Joe, the kings of York
Spittin' thoughts with twin, Mack 10 the hawk
We the truest 'cuz walk in muddy boots
Once my dogs cut me lose, that's a bullet in bubblygoose

Fuck is you like you crazy, barkin' like you eighty
Or have you crawlin', walkin' like a
try to play me 'cuz I'm not a playa
Hey yo I the place up and pass the heat off like a hot potatoe

I'm out to a million dollies but still I'm rowdy
So I hope it happen rappin' before I to kill somebody
That's how it is in the stone
If you to own a bundle guaranteed nigga gon' mug you

And no one you when you broke as shit, focus kid
Commercials don't lie, thirsty to Coke is in
Blow your life away, that's a big to pay
You coulda been your kid, how to ride his bike today

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real chase dough and don't play
Y'all don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase dough and don't
Y'all don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10

I hit the la la, and the ya ya
And if y'all don't get him, I promise try
Hoo Bangin' affiliates is the so the silliest
Really get to see just how fast the milly spit

Mack 10, Big Pun and Joey
Real niggas push big and big sacks
Y'all said it was cool, I got to this
I want paytons, y'all bring the scale so we can weight this

It better be pure, hope you got a birdie mix
Hey yo, put it up there, and make it's all 36
I hope you can count nigga, better be
If it ain't all there that's your and your life

From the school of hard knocks, to the Bronx
We hit the blocks and the rocks in forty blocks
Hit Doja we supposed to, sippin' on Hen
TS and 10, so let the games begin

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase dough and play
Y'all don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby