Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Game

[Intro - Deck]
Yeah, major players of the game, swinging
I'm up to bat again, already know
Bonds flow, out of the park with it (Mental Instruments)
go

- A.C.]
You run through the competition, treat you like a champ
When you and you make it to the big game
Dive in a pile of riches, fly
Chain fridged when you, it to the big game
Get money, big money, big
Spot out, and the fans entertained
They like me, we go hard when we
And how the fuck you get to make it to the big game

[Verse 1 - Deck]
on the paper route, blood on my hands
Cannons and out
as a fan standing in Satan's house
Show 'em what my about, boss of myself
Turning your lady out, is cheap, shut up, pay me now
Hands on the work, stopping your bank
you're light work, Comic View rap making my side hurt
Talent's in the mic worse, drama to
Feels like my cursed, down to go out
What's the worth?
leaning with the rod held tight
In the BMW g'ing with the lights
I spit gemstars, splitting your dome and I up
Everything, heavy swing, bringing 'em
So I'm sitting like a king on the throne, I used to be
The hand, now I got a thing on my own
Showing love for all my home, quoting my name
You been a clone, homie can't swing in my zone

[Verse 2 -
with the lazy eye, late for my plate frame
You fly, screw the tip off, jump in the baby I
papers, law makers, all of us jaw breakers is on
Vaticans in in all ages
All my teams armored, from all the way to socks
Hit me in the calf, no option
I won't fold, destined to bail
Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip that bill, we play jail
No time for RICOs, ego
Fucked up the game, like sticking your eye next to the peephole
The generation of dumb niggas, we built the legacy
bum niggas, got invaded by slum niggas
All battling, we gonna battle for mansions
Branson and more bottles of
A villain slash genetleman, blowing nine thousand Indians
I'm the chief, this the

[Verse 3 - Inspectah
After all that I through, critiquing all that the kid do
The moral though, continue
We hungry, son, you ain't gully
You at the Carter, New Jack City, you G-Money
I beast money, feet fresh off the runway
Hotter than a day sunray, I must say
like a Bible page, twenty flow said night or day
Twenty warheads at you right
Play maker A-gamer'll sell the house out, the nay sayer
Throw a shout out, to all my players
Deck take it out the park, Barry Bonds
They wonder, is his performance enhanced?
Rumble in the jungle, to the pressure
See, cool, million to one odds, he come through
I leave your trunk blue, holding your head, off the one-two
up the game, I just begun to

[Outro:
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USA, all the way to Africa
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