Luyện nghe bài hát Think It's A Game - Jay-z

[Chorus: Nick]
Think it's a 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til brains hang out..
.. you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Think it's a game 'til them thangs out
I bang out 'til brains hang out..
.. cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga

[Beanie
It was a, full moon in the of March
Bout the end of '74
The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin and spinnin
Cats with big slammin Cadillac doors
Who choosin hoes, you losin hoes, you loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no
Niggaz wanna LoJack, track bitches, shack your bitches
I pimps up, smack my
You wanna fuck your bitches
I flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitch
Plus I keep a gat at arm
You ain't no hustler youse a car thief, nigga where car keys?
Crack topic, block it
Thirty-one black top it, you can't stop it, gat top it
Mack, black glock it, blast rocket
Sit your faggot-ass on back pocket (bitch)
It's not a game,

Straight nigga.. uhh, uh-huh-UHH-UHH
Straight nigga.. yeah
They call me, the hustler, dough doubler
Drove customers crazy in the late 80's, 90's
Now you can find me, girlie behind me, holdin my up
Ice pinkie ring in the air, drinkin my up
Top down, in the air, blowin that stink up
It's that I smoke, but it helps my thinker
Makes me a, mathematician about my
Get celebrity ass, I'm a - rap with precision
Nigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's division
Now divide and slide
I, young Vito, voice of the young
Mouthpiece for hustlers, ventriloquist for
Took it few went, made a few cents
call me Hov' no more, call me _The Blueprint_
Sold dope (and) sold crack (and) soap (and) sold rap (and)
bought Bentley's, 'em back, nigga can you buy that??

Purpose for man - Allah, then you die
Purpose of my gun - run in yo' shop and take
Purpose of my son - him to do the same
blazin it through your brains
Strip, use it 'til it's out
Coupes, Jags and trucks when we roll out
Man it no lie, it's real as this four-five
And real as these five salaats, whether we or not
Our kids gotta eat, red stops
your connects gotta meet, interrupt your cop
Dependin on the dope size, we slide it from (?)
With hammers with hollows you feel we follow we're both
They killed your you strapped and you won't ride and
don't think I rap that I won't (?)
O-Dog in _Menace_ and drive-by men
Real gangsters a bitch in the wheel, workin the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, that cash in

[Lil
It's C the young gunner, they me the boy wonder
that caped crusader, that cake is major, uhh
Nickel plate stay with it, for in school
Metal detectors in school, for last nickel get moved
Fucked every bad little bitch in the
Good math but I skipped it in school
Ankle to shop but I'm sick them tools
Shit, why I'm kicked out of school
J's by da locker, come and holla, uhh
Out on my own, movin out with the
And can't nobody take me out of zone, not even A.I.
It ain't a business, it's just the way I
get it consistantly, flip it until the day I'm
Scream any day and it's on
The same Chris dangerous a eight in my palm
And been paid since the day I was
But these think it's a game 'til them thangs is drawn, uhh