Luyện nghe bài hát Right Game Wrong Nigga

Nigga I ain't never gon' stop ya heard me? (Real ice on the rollie bussed down)
Aye, aye
I been played, betrayed it take a toll on you
Some stay the same, hoes change, fold on you
I'm a giver, heart and it beat a lil different
I and dont forget it -- Right Game Wrong Nigga
Say Game Wrong Nigga, Right Game Wrong Nigga
Say Right Game Wrong Nigga, Right Game Nigga

1]

In the talking to myself I used to look out the window
Growing hair all my head a lot of things I envisioned
I ain't see leaving me before I got out of prison
I ain't see me doing time I finished a sentence
Loud help me sleep
I hear the when it trickle
Dying on the inside unforgettable
Crying on the inside think how you living
Whole pack touch down complain I deliver
18 deliver the load
Tryna keep the wheel on the
Dealt with the H I left it
Fast lane I'm my own
pace you know that I'm --- (what up)
Cash gang you know I'm strong
My gang was doing me wrong
Bad days is how we own
Facts change and we go home
Bread gang you I'm a don
In place you honking your horn
done got a lil sore
Crangrape you know pour
Bag chasing got us a
cases got a lil boring
Flashing and diamonds performing
Flashing chains and performing

Real ice bow
ice it bling bow
Real ice on the rollie down

Bread winner
Nigga who up now

You know, a lot of times a nigga get in your ear and hype you up to do shit that they dont have the heart to do -- you know what I'm saying?
But you know I'm not a send off man, ya me?

2]

I open the for em
I bought me a
I took her out the
I like she call me country
Blocks I'm baby sitting, polite in public
Took a lil trip, order some
I cook a lil white in her
I'm her hair, ass in the air
I'm putting it right in her
I'm thuggin' I'm not to fumble
Money room thumbing hundreds
Touchin' a lot of blue
I'm muggin I'm walking hunnids
Ain't nothing that I'm from, I was taught how to run it up
All this pressure applied
These niggas shit be twinkling but they shit not like
Got beaucoup niggas dissing me but I am not
? ? ? ? and meditiation
I the H mix it up
Put in a vice
5 ton jack re-compress from both
No how it turn out just know that I'll be just fine
I'm prolly bout to say some shit I you won't like
Yo bitch was over here with me the other night
And she say you two been some things, in me she can confide
And powered up the blunt and told her lets go a ride
Speeding up the mountains my hands all on her thigh