Luyện nghe bài hát Recognize Game

Well alright, Spice 1 in the
And Short in the house, bitch
the L.A. Players, soldiers to the game you know? Yeah
Peep fool, Ant Banks at the crack house
Ha ha ha, better recognize when it's in your face, bitch

It's mad cash got me gassed
Shark tanks and millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
lose, my motto since birth
Double up knots and spots
Snitches out by silence gun shots

Map the area I wanted to, cut the fuckin' a deal
If don't kneel, they get peeled
recognize, I never have no drama with death
Bustas always try I leavin' 'em gagging spittin' up

Take a pen, make a mil and if this shit don't
I got the street powder back to flippin' flower
South Central nigga The representer
Damn, your girl me comin' and ran

Young enough to be my
My posse use to flip her a quarter
To to my man for man slaughter
Caught her in the took her out the fairway
Trunked the punk bitch, that's play

You've got the gangstas that I tangled, baby
Bitch recognize game when in your face
Well, ch'all, ha ha ha

You think the town rid of
You be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don't faze me
I make a phone call and just like that
A bunch of from Oakland, all on your back

I've never a shot caller just a nigga in a crew
They call me Too Short but I'm bigger than you, bitch
I been around, you can a turn but don't get burned
seen the tables turn

Marks turn into killers, rich go broke
Used to be a wanna but now, I'm old Short
In the never had the stacks since age 14
I been spittin' raps soakin' up the game up

And even when I up, I fucked with same folks
Still did the same stuff, bitch Dawgs in the house
I know you my dick 'cause it's all in your mouth

got the gangstas that I have tangled, baby
Bitch recognize when it's in your face
Well, ch'all, ha ha ha

Picture the as a quarter toss it up in the air
or tails, win or lose, broke niggas are players
Picture the game as a quarter it up in the air
Heads or tails, win or lose, broke niggas are

Say up to the S P crooked I C E
Ra rolling the strap on the side of me
Potna don't get it twisted up, I got hollow tips, clips
Major chips lookin' at Eclipse Jacussi

Niggas step back, I don't know you, get to close to me
Some ain't really the motherfucker they suppose to be
Cloud killers aim until you shoot in the air
Better put it down and break hoes off like a true player

as three dollar bills niggas ain't recognizin'
Fell in the besides, I'm a trauma, a nigga
Look in the and when you see me, I be hardcore
What the fuck a real nigga gotta lie to it for?

I'm tired of bubblegum ass niggas
Throwin' wrenches into the game
And all the and pimps feel my pain
Hustlers riches and keepin' presidentals
Not artificial with fishin', niggas I'm packin' missiles

Get me two Bentleys, some houses, Johnson jet
Ballin' I die, nigga, don't fuck with S P I

You've got the gangstas I have tangled, baby
Bitch recognize game it's in your face
You've got the gangstas I have tangled, baby