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

I put in my dirt hurt you
One: Royce Da 5'9"]
You be ruthless, or you will die hidin
Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; don't put your in my circle
I'm not a nigga
a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Duck Goose+
You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin +Rock Scissors+
I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd +Double Dutch+ witcha
Why the would I knuckle up witcha?
He played street games 'til the heat came
Same nigga that be quick when 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
me, you try to knock a stick off of my shoulder
I'm the nigga +Simon
Nigga I will heat you, 5'9" will you lyin beside your bed

Royce]
I'ma hit you you STOP, hit you until you GO!
Hit you you DROP, hit you until you ROLL!
I'ma hit you 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 you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE!
Hit you you.

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

Royce 5'9" is Simon, the +Americal

Yeah, yeah, now had the luck as
[Verse Royce Da 5'9"]
At the of the day the hot shot, let's play +Hop Scotch+
teach all of these punks
the dumb fuck that took toes to the morgue for +Freeze Tag+
Miss the is tickin away
that we as as snakes, you can be them +Leap Frogs+ and jump
I'ma 'em all drop and say "Ahh"
I'm the king of the playground, I 'em say +Father May I+
You should say - cause even if you
bring your own pencil to the game we don't play +Breaks+
Now you gon' find your
the dudes be lame
in the Lost & Found cause you crossed your bound nigga and go get it
His name booted out of the games, by the dooky chains
then flee the scene runnin in the latest Ponies
Erase the phonies - keep his shooter

[Chorus] - 2X