Luyện nghe bài hát Never Ending Game

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All gangster niggas
Y'all motherfucking bitches out there (the dope game)
I'm a let know something (welcome to the dope game)
Something never end, this shit is going on like fucking numbers
Black on crime, nigga it go like this here
We an eye for an eye

You kill me, I kill you, my partners kill your
And you ain't no love on my spot
Me and my pushing rocks
Got them 17 round at your ass spitting like loogies
We heat, 32 round clips, my automatic uzi
But I look into the and I stare, I see death
thinking "the fuck? ", it could be me
My little homie on the crying
I'm thinking I'm gone, oh my
My little homie tony's (ripped his heart out)
He never had a to see his life glow
And he never had a chance to see his bro
And his little kid is 8
It ain't about me or you
You gone peep off the tree
Cause you die and you murder, how could you on the streets
And you never hurt, another with a glock g
I'm thinking about tic-toc boom, goes another one
him to the moon
Ain't no rocket bitch, it's the temple of doom
I mean the ghetto, cause wicked
Most out there in the hood, trying to get a chicken
But never even seen a
They die for that and that weed and they water
And they to fucking high, to see the
Niggas that pretend to be, fools don't close to me
Your best friend will you
I'm from that 3rd ward, projects
they peel your caps like bananas
Police trying to stand on them buildings with radars and scanners
But they can't the murders
Thats in my hood motherfuckers
Cause everybody study in this
Everyday, all day dying, mothers crying
But y'all niggas ain't that the hood is murder
Find your ass in a 6 inch
Cause banging like charlie chan
You'd better pack a nigga
And to the never ending game

The never ending game, (the game) the never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep, or die on these
the ghetto ain't no joke
Niggas in my hood everyday smoked
Welcome to the never ending
Will I die up in my or die on these streets

And the ghetto no joke
Cause every day another nigga gets smoked
And momma it ain't me
But I'm addicted to this dope game, to this green cheese
I be making mail the mailman
This is for my partners in the pushing massive cain (ice cream)
Through the hood of the
Its fiends walking up for ups
You think I'm bout to
When a nigga get some money, I got them gats nigga
I ain't like no dummy
If I die, I ain't to die, but don't ask me why
Will I retire and it up realize
Thats this my mission of money
But y'all niggas at a nigga hustling like it's funny
But I got to feed the
Even if that take me getting fucking scandalous g
And I have to shit
Put a nigga in the dirt, mean putting in
Lay him down, and in your time card
Cause you know when your ass bout to go meet the lord
So I ruthless, reckless, and rangeless (dangerous)
Don't a fuck, my clique is ready to hang shit
Off the rack, no trap
Just a bunch of walking with gats
the projects and walky-talkies
Jacking shit ungh, thats why they bark
Like dogs, watch a hard
And I be slanging like I'm getting paid like lou rollins
And the folks can't stop this
And the taz can't stop this nigga, cause I'm in the slanging rocks
Getting paid I'm major
And if I die fucking retire my and hang up my pager
And 4 g's to my sons and kill my enemies
Y'all can't stop a nigga please, if I'm dead g
And I go out, I'm going out with a bang
So fuck what you heard and welcome to the ending game