Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says (Street Games)

[Intro:
Hit you until you, hit you you
I'ma hit you until you, hit you you
hit you until 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 until you.. yeah,

I put in my I'ma hurt you
[Verse Royce Da 5'9"]
You must be ruthless, or you die hidin
Bullets is +Eeny Miny Moe+; don't put your foot in my circle
I'm not a nigga
beside a bunch of chicken that +Duck Duck Goose+
You punks got a 50/50 of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+
I got glocks from Scotland, I'd rather +Double Dutch+ witcha
Why the FUCK I knuckle up witcha?
He played them street 'til the heat came
Same nigga that be changin quick they see brains
We in streets with Mafia ties
We pop up by surprise like we playin
And I'm about to the line nigga, talk to your soldiers
Cross me, you try to knock a off of my shoulder
I'm the nigga +Simon
Nigga I will heat you, 5'9" will have you lyin 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 you STOP, hit you until you GO!
Hit you you DROP, hit you until you ROLL!
Hit you until you BLEED, hit you you LEAVE!
Hit you you.

[Verse Two: Da 5'9"]
yeah, I see pain but why
is it these street is all leadin into the same violences?
God is it, possible the niggaz
that's in +Dodgeball+ will grow up and dodge bullets?
The little, two squares
in concrete jungle was shootin the +Monkeys In The Middle+
If you me to anyone in this game
if it ain't Shyne or Beans then it's +Truth Or
I been this hollow inside for
Leave peers beside that'll +Spin The Bottle+
Don't think e'ry night seem right
just look beside you, I'm at every +Red Light, Green Light+
Ready to you, fatal-ly
I'll leave bullets inside your truck the size of +Hot
A comparison's vital - you nobody

Royce 5'9" is Simon, the Idol+

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

[Chorus] - 2X