Luyện nghe bài hát Long Live Da Game

Yea,
Dis for all my niggas who think hard,
You want to know what's hard(whats pimp?)
Going about yo day nigga losing yo at the end of it
Now that's what's hard (minding my business)
Let me tell y'all the last day I lived nigga

I'm in the 96 with the gat in my lap
any nigga trying to work in my trap
Now see the feds got me
So to 'em off of my bac
I got a in the trap and a crib to relax
Now my indictment was a secret and that's the way that they it
If I ain't have a hoe head to the feds
Coming telling me exactly what they said
I'm a man walking
on time in jail
But I'll die before I let 'em stop my
Long as I got ounce to sell
the hell I'ma bail? a grap my scale
Get another key and I'ma my yayo
on the westside can't re-up because its a drought
So I the crack house,
it sold out
So to the crib so I can check this stash
Ain't sure about how dope I had
Got a keys in the safe right now
Weigh it up cook it up then it down
Now I'm ready to go and up my fetti
But I leave the house I can't dip without grabbin my G'z
And my to my brand new V put 'em in pocket with the gat to see
Niggas please you holla bout freeze
Put this red dot to ya ass and
Now I'm bac to the swats
With the 4-4 and a plastic
Turned and I had to stop
trap swarn it was cops
Standing there and I still ain't
Mac Boney nem have fled
Only is I fear is the feds
On my car blue and red
Damn there they go now its to dip
Got the 4-4 my hip
9 millimeter wit a extra
Thats what y'all get fucking round wit TIP
at 'em
N cussin at 'em but no shaking 'em
Them bullets that they was at me my vest was takin 'em
Making them pigs in pain
around 'cause one call my name
Took a hot one to the
Yea I died but long the game