Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says (Street Games)

[Intro:
Hit you until you, hit you you
hit you until you, hit you until you
I'ma hit you you, hit you until you
Hit you until you, hit you you
hit you until you STOP, hit you until you GO!
Hit you you DROP, hit you until you ROLL!
I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE!
Hit you you.. yeah, yeah

I put in my dirt hurt you
One: Royce Da 5'9"]
You must be ruthless, or you will die
Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny don't put your foot in my circle
I'm not a hater
beside a bunch of niggaz that +Duck Duck Goose+
You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you +Rock Paper Scissors+
I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd rather +Double Dutch+
Why the FUCK I knuckle up witcha?
He played them street games 'til the heat
Same that be changin quick when they see brains
We ride in with Mafia ties
We pop up by like we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+
And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to soldiers
Cross me, you try to knock a off of my shoulder
I'm the nigga +Simon
I will heat you, 5'9" will have you lyin beside your bed

[Chorus:
I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you you GO!
Hit you until you DROP, hit you you ROLL!
hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE!
Hit you you, hit you until you
I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you you GO!
Hit you until you DROP, hit you you ROLL!
Hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE!
Hit you you.

Two: Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah yeah, I see but why
is it these street games is all leadin into the violences?
God is it, possible the same
that's winnin in will grow up and dodge bullets?
The funky little, two
in this concrete jungle was the +Monkeys In The Middle+
If you compare me to anyone in this
if it Shyne or Beans then it's +Truth Or Dare+
I been hollow inside for years
peers beside beers that'll +Spin The Bottle+
Don't think that e'ry seem right
Nigga just look beside you, I'm at every +Red Light, Green
Ready to stop you,
I'll leave bullets your truck the size of +Hot Potatoes+
A comparison's vital - you nobody

Royce 5'9" is Simon, the Idol+

Yeah, yeah, now he's had the as
[Verse Three: Da 5'9"]
At the of the day the hot shot, let's play +Hop Scotch+
Let's teach all of punks
the same fuck that took toes to the morgue for +Freeze Tag+
Miss the clock is away
that we as venomous as snakes, you can be them +Leap Frogs+ and
I'ma make 'em all and say "Ahh"
I'm the king of the playground, I make 'em say May I+
You should say Grace - even if you
bring your own pencil to the nigga we don't play +Breaks+
Now you gon' find fitted
Finally the be lame
in the & Found cause you crossed your bound nigga +Hide+ and go get it
His name booted out of the games, hang by the dooky
then flee the while runnin in the latest Ponies
Erase the phonies - keep his shooter

[Chorus] - 2X