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 yo day nigga losing yo life at the end of it
Now that's what's (minding my motherfucking business)
Let me y'all bout the last day I lived nigga

I'm in the 96 with the gat in my lap
Annihilating any nigga trying to in my trap
Now see the feds got me
So to 'em off of my bac
I got a crib in the trap and a to relax
Now my indictment was a secret and that's the way that keep it
If I ain't a hoe giving head to the feds
Coming back telling me exactly what they
I'm a man walking
Waiting on in jail
But I'll die I let 'em stop my mail
Long as I got ounce to sell
What the hell I'ma bail? a my scale
Get another key and slang my yayo
Niggas on the westside re-up because its a drought
So I check the house,
DAMN it out
So back to the crib so I can check stash
Ain't sure about how much I had
Got a couple in the safe right now
Weigh it up cook it up chop it down
Now I'm to go and pick up my fetti
But before I leave the house I can't dip without 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
the 4-4 and a plastic glock
Turned and I had to stop
Couldn't trap it was cops
Standing there and I still ain't
Mac Boney nem must have
Only is I fear is the feds
On my car flashing and red
Damn they go now its time to dip
Got the 4-4 my hip
9 millimeter wit a extra
what y'all niggas get fucking round wit TIP
at 'em
N at 'em but ain't no shaking 'em
Them bullets that they was busting at me my was takin 'em
Making them pigs in pain
Turned around one call my name
Took a hot one to the
Yea I died but live the game