Luyện nghe bài hát The Game Belongs 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, the game belong 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 on my beeper, dead trees on my phone
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I a lot of stones'
It's a lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones
Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just leave my meat alone

been a long time since I busted on a glock
But every corner that I hit, I it screwed up and chopped
Marooned up and dropped, like my on top
Let the motherfucker bleed it drip and let it drop

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, I done smashed up my flyin' spurt, it shit
I just parked it in the grass and brought some new shit
A Phantom Rolls Royce, 24's with the
I ain't trippin' about the seat, I got woofers in my trunk

Cut in my swisher, on my whiskers
with that Smoke D, Bundy and that Vicious
UGK Records, it's an
Know a lot of livin' off of prostitution

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

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

We the walkin' the planet
stand it, pass away, wanna fight us
Start to swingin', wanna kill us, blast away, wanna us
Get to stickin but sure you cut us deep
'Cause I betcha we comin' back a hundred brothers deep

and Bun, we run the streets, which streets? Man, pick your hood
Don't matter, we represented, cross us? We gon' get you
Them Down 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 belong 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 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