Luyện nghe bài hát The Game

What nigga that shit
Soldier, say k-l
These fake ass rap thought I lost it yet
I'm bout to let these old bitch ass niggaz I got a game in my vein

1: mac
Murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another
The rapture, I represent, that's what I'm on the map for
Who the fuck gonna fuck the scandalous
1-8-7 on mothafuckin amateurs of rap
the wrath of a nigga who bust
Makin my clique the shit, bitches discuss
? platonic? , the killins don't got no motives
In this, in my vein, no way I can control it
When this inside of me is as deadly as niggas
You know the ones who killed them and dumped the body in the river
I enter the place, ski mask covered my
If they me the mic, I'm gonna catch a case
In this ya heard of me
? t-t and herb hit the
All the I know is shell shocked

mac
I got the game in my
change
I got the in my vein
change
I got the game in my
Won't
I got it, I got it

2: mac
I was in it and represented
The sinister words of murder was the of bitches who was wit it
die, my motto, fatigue my sheet
Big wise my nigga, psycho ward is my clique
Affiliated cash, got my foot on the gas
Tailgatin fast, through my sun roof my verbal gun shoot
scriptures, paint the pictures
We believe was cops tryin to catch me receivers
Scream my name, to all these bitches who be to tame
Momma said a shame, poppa gave me the game
Experience a soldier, my heart pumps battle
You wanna go to war get to it
Mac-a-don, put you on style of murder
Deadly as the killer kyle in your
Till they bury me black, wrapped up in street
I rock the microphone strapped off with ammo

mac
I got the game in my
Won't
I got the in my vein
Won't
I got the game in my
change
I got the game in my
Won't

3: mac
I'm the bad from the bricks
on my kicks
Camoflauged niggas never die, we drop
I the gospel, to all of my mothafuckin apostles
Mac as as the coke snortin in your nostrils
I minister, words of a mothafuckin
Transform liu kang and finish ya
Nigga put me in the game i'ma you my sports
the street level on the b-ball court
Bitch i'ma die wit it, it's a part of my vein
Hear that camoflauge when you hear my name
So tell niggas I'm back affiliated, enemy lines are penetrated
My wit me
You me up, put me in the pipe, hit me
me in every ghetto, every city, I get busy
And buck, my mac remember that, I drop rhymes
Nigga it's mac as if you missed it the time nigga
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