Luyện nghe bài hát The Game

Now you can hear the gold just
But, its still about the take

It's everything changed
But I still the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking
I'm on
Yeah always be on that
like everything changed
But I feel the same
I'm just tryna run the game
I'm on
I'll always be on that, yeah

Where do I damn, man my mind is racing
Hip hop awards getting by some racists
I'm in the yo, with a of some clear shit
You don't know the truth, you just hear
Homie's on a Learjet, upgrade from the
If you too big, fuck they gon' use the Glock (use the Glock)
I do a lot for everyone around me, don't see it
I'm in the club for half an hour I'm probably leaving
I got paid, dip off the gang
Got Bugus in the Bentley, got in the Wraith
Got Tim in the Ghost, got a gun on his
or death, ain't no time to start reaching for the safe
So I it safe
Real ones that really go hit for me
Low overhead, no-one wrote a hit for me
I be making history, bigger when I'm
I'm so on (on)
But it's off they head
Fuck MTV, really snubbed me
How you choosing people numbers that ain't above me?
Oh wait,
Playing at these colleges, getting more to perform than any scholarship
I'm lit, I'm gassed, I'm me, I'm me
Two singles, two years they were free
As I'm writing this, I know that ain't accurate no more
By the that all y'all hear this I will most likely have more
I really did eight tours, them all
contacts were bullshit, we redlined them all
I spent time in awe, on some amazed
Then an O.G. me to embrace this
I will never this, never get complacent
Lotta rappers got rich and got jaded
I'm still on the same shit, take the game shit
I just can't to your wavelength

like everything changed
But I still feel the
I'm tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on
Yeah I'll be on that
It's like changed
But I still feel the
I'm just tryna run the game
I'm on
Yeah always be on that, yeah

I get everything for free, your girl to my wardrobe
Half a million smiling on my torso
I buy property, you just got
running low, you gon' have to do more shows
But you know no one for your shows
So you do hostings but you drink what you gross
Then you go back home, fall frustrated
laying next to you, whispering "Russ made it"
You asleep, you don't hear her so she out
And she pulls up on me and brings the out
I send her back before your open
I'm her fix your life's broken
She might try
On you don't wanna kiss after
Lifestyle of a handsome rich rapper
all laughter, it's all big bucks though
Call the "Vegas" 'cause it stays on a bus though
Girls wild, rich like Rothschild
I'ma make you sign an NDA, now on file
I'm the President, the CEO
People that I've never seen, see me go (uh)
minds in my circle that's a fact
Faded off liquor we don't know, how to act
If it's based off of fans, y'all should really do the
If it's based off of sales, should really count the plaques
If it's based off of pussy, y'all should really the ass
If it's based off of money, should really count the cash (uh)
Move around duffle bags like Floyd does
Sometimes nothing makes noise than poise does
Coin us the best movement of all
Dreams too big to think time
I'm just on the same shit, take the game shit
I can't relate to any B-level wave length

like everything changed
But I still the same
I'm tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on
I'll always be on that
It's everything changed
But I feel the same
I'm just run the motherfuckin