Luyện nghe bài hát The Game Belongs To Me

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the belong to me

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

I got on my beeper, dead trees on my phone
They call me Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of stones'
It's a whole lot of clones but one Sweet Jones
Turnin' whores to carnivores, just can't leave my meat alone

It's been a time since I busted on a glock
But every corner I hit, I left it screwed up and chopped
Marooned up and dropped, my Biarritz on top
Let the motherfucker bleed until it and let it drop

I'm still that boy that had a pocket full of stones
But now I'm and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, the game belong to me

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

Man I pull up in your and get my Bush on
Lay down the competition, take their cash crops and get my on
Moved up to with more chrome from a Lexus key
All because we the market on that Texas tee

And we don't bar no plexes, we way bigger other men though
The deuces on tinted windows, we in the wind yo
We 'Chevro the wind blow, that's the corner we been Joe
Don't where you been bro, but it's no quiz to me, you win though

When it's ten fo', good, but in my Styrofoam and muddy
We block bleeders , leavin' your good and bloody
We grippin' that woodler, bud it, sit and scope it
Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything about to it

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, the game belong to me
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the belong to me

Uh, I done smashed up my flyin' spurt, it shit
I just parked it in the and brought some brand new shit
A Phantom Rolls Royce, with the bump
I ain't trippin' the seat, I got them woofers in my trunk

Cut in my swisher, on my whiskers
Fuckin' with that D, Bundy and that Vicious
UGK Records, an institution
a lot of niggaz livin' off of prostitution

Pimpin' dead, it just moved to the web
Bitch ain't hit the track, ain't gotta give no tricks no head
Ain't got to give no tricks, no pussy, just cameras and
Easiest money you can get, the American Dream bitch

Man I'm a middle finger figure, a dollar mission
Poppin' Orville Redenbacher, with a whippin' in the kitchen
like Dontrelle Willis, we the trillest on the mound
I'm holdin' that whole down, I know you feel us

We the walkin' the planet
Can't stand it, away, wanna fight us
to swingin', wanna kill us, blast away, wanna stab us
Get to but make sure you cut us deep
'Cause I betcha we comin' back a couple brothers deep

Pimp and Bun, we run the streets, which Man, pick your hood
Don't matter, we represented, us? We gon' get you good
Down South veterans, ain't nobody better than
Gonna tell your next of kin or brethren, let us in cousin

I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me
I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the belong to me

I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the belong to me