Luyện nghe bài hát The Game Belongs 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 game to me
I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

I got money on my beeper, dead on my phone
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of
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 long time since I on a glock
But every corner that I hit, I left it up and chopped
Marooned up and dropped, like my on top
Let the motherfucker bleed until it and let it drop

I'm still that young boy that had a full of stones
But now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin'
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 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 Screw by the gallon, the game belong to me

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

And we bar no plexes, we way bigger than other men though
The diamond on tinted windows, we in the wind yo
We 'Chevro way' the wind blow, that's the we been Joe
know where you been bro, but it's no quiz to me, you win though

When ten fo', good, but in my Styrofoam good and muddy
We block bleeders , leavin' your neighborhoods and bloody
We that woodler, bud it, sit back and scope it
Pay attention to 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 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, the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game to me

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

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

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 give no tricks, no pussy, cameras and screams
Easiest money you can get, it's the American Dream

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

We the walkin' the planet
Can't stand it, pass away, fight us
Start to swingin', wanna kill us, blast away, wanna us
Get to stickin but make you cut us deep
'Cause I betcha we comin' a couple 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 South veterans, nobody better than
tell your next of kin or your 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 Bobby by the pound, 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