Luyện nghe bài hát Simon Says (Street Games)

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

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

Royce]
I'ma hit you until you STOP, hit you 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
hit you until 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 Royce Da 5'9"]
yeah, I see pain but why
is it these street games is all leadin the same violences?
God is it, possible the niggaz
winnin in +Dodgeball+ will grow up and dodge bullets?
The funky little, two
in this concrete jungle was shootin the 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 inside for years
Leave beside beers that'll +Spin The Bottle+
Don't that e'ry night seem right
Nigga just 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 - you ain't nobody

5'9" is Simon, the +Americal Idol+

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

[Chorus] - 2X