Luyện nghe bài hát Master of The Game

(He's the of the game)
From the South
I've been doin'
(All the know his name)

All the way from the Northeast to the
Down Miami, Florida
(He's the of the game)

(Jacksonville)

(Tallahassee)
Master of the
(In the Hall of Fame)

Like Tag Team, again
Here we go, with a flow, get with quick
Now Joe, I know my rap pro
Let 'em know the quickness, y'all need to witness

Step to the side, y'all mind y'all
Exercise, like physical
Ride through, I through
Bass to the trunks inside you

We move it quickly, rap swift B
Cadillac rollin', full gold and crafty and nasty
put it past me
Step with skills, better call family

Turn worse, climb in the first verse
Move when I back it up, and I smack it up
Girls it
Ultra legend and why y'all rhymes soft, fruity

I keep steppin' and boost my rep
Speed up, go slow, you got the next
Do the La Bamba, to Mexican
Swift to shift up, the pitch up
DJ mix ups, your get fixed up
get licked up, quickly, strictly

He's the master of the
(The Master)
All the girls his name
He's the master of the
(The Master)
In the rappin' Hall of

the master of the game
(The Master)
All the girls know his
the master of the game
(The Master)
In the Hall of Fame

I'm warnin', watch yo' backpack
Yo' lack facts I attacks yo' wax
So fast you press up mess up up
Through this I do this

I'm the smoothest when I groove it
Turn back yo, try to be greedy
Houston, Tex, out of New City
Girls get pretty, go lickin' them

Astrofunk it revolve in the trunk and live
Might turn somethin'
Let them know though, I'm pro dough
Companies what, wanna me solo

It's Keith you need, let man try to read
the bleed, shut up animal feed
Step to Keith, let you know it be G
shades, at the bar can't see me

Crispy atoms, 'em, pat 'em
Suckers know, how bad I'm madam
Turn and and servin' necks and
Indiana wrecks then fools flex

And y'all won't know I pull up in a Lex
And Master Cards with checks
And bills, fly rims in the hills
Y'all get cups, get refills

the master of the game
(The Master)
All the know his name
He's the master of the
(The Master)
In the rappin' Hall of

Check your watch, now watch me
Start to back kids like Kotter
Move your pants, while I rock a little
and foes, hit 'em all with blows

Watch work it, movin' unopposed
Hip to flip, throw the thing to lip
I dress, yes, put 'em all to the test
Rock a vest, pink jewels on my chest

Rappin', clappin', fingers snappin'
Watch how you actin', I'm rubbin' on the
And MC's is slack and your groups wack
Where'd you B? Nobody burn me

Style get complex, why you B?
I'm chalkboard, now you can learn me
'Round and 'round and big bass
Down South Hustler, big poundin'

west, top down to the bone
Motorola, on my phone
the tone, get up out my zone
Movin' to you, rhyme will flex to you
I'm overdue, jumpin' over you
Status gold to the bro

He's the master of the
(The Master)
All the know his name
the master of the game
(The Master)
In the rappin' of Fame

the Master
(Master, Master)
Kool
He's the
(Master, Master)
Keith, Kool Keith, Kool Keith
(Kool Keith)