Luyện nghe bài hát Rules Of The Game

Yo, yo, see here
How many things can make bounce
You know wha I'm
to right, right to left, it's So So Def
An' yo, let it go

Rule one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' on they knees
Number three, come down your strap-on, strap-on
Niggas to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

One for my niggas, ain't for hoes
drinks for my niggas stayin' crunk, throwin' bows
It's ya boy' Manish Man in bitch
Niggas to hate, hoes jock 'cause I'm gettin' rich

Keep my on my fetti just to let you know
Strapped with rocks, [Incomprehensible] an' cameras in my black
On the east-side, nigga, to get me some paper
Lythonia, Stone Mountain, all over

These hoes be lovin' the player, chasin', callin' me
But fuck that, I trot, these hoes are too damn shady
Look, I don't need a bitch, I'm down for me
An' a gang of niggas, see, I'm a soldier G

An' ain't another who got more got game than me
You to check yo' shit because it's lame to me
Since '91 been the cost to be the boss
Got no time to because the game's throwed off

number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these hoes on they knees
three, come down with your strap-on, strap-on
Niggas love to hate, so get cap on, cap on

Number one, my niggas gotta the cheese
Number two, keep motherfuckin' hoes on they knees
Number three, don't forget to put ya strap on ya
Nigga, who ride, who ride? South side, South

If anybody know 'bout chasin', it's me
J to the, E N D
Steady showin' how we do it down south
ridin' shit that ain't even came out

In the club, VIP is you find me at
Private planes, ice chains, I don't how to act
city got me somethin' pretty, keep 'em on they back
If I ain't a hot boy then do you call that

If it's my off the top, you can tell
Cranberry, pineapple, four of Bale
Cats that play sports, rap from jail
in packs, screamin' out, ATL

See, I'm the of nigga that was built for cash
Drive me an' droppin', puttin' a smash
Knowin' nothin' in but how to make these hits
Get paper, spit game in, me a bitch

Rule one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep motherfuckin' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on,
Niggas to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

Number one, my niggas gotta the cheese
two, keep these motherfuckin' hoes on they knees
Number three, forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga, who ride, who ride? East side, East

Fuck these hoes, fuck these
Down south niggas, twenty-inches
Fuck these snitches an' fuck these
TV screen's, big Chevy, four doors

Niggas best believe represent
niggas gettin' dead presidents
Where the real went? I'mma let you know
Lay back with the strap an' they found no mo'

lil' niggas trippin', all that hollarin', screamin'
I know yo' momma saw dick, she should've swallowed semen
Now I'm drivin' through your block, red hot a demon
Cock it back, all you see is the from my demon

And it ain't no ping nigga, black eye, black eye
No respect for the game, you better watch out, out
Got this shit on lock an' now you out, locked out
All that hate on a playa get you knocked out, knocked out

number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' on they knees
Number three, come with your strap-on, strap-on
love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

Number one, my niggas gotta chase the
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' hoes on knees
Number three, don't forget to put the on ya side
Nigga, who ride, who ride? East side, East