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

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

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

Straight gangsta nigga.. uhh,
gangsta nigga.. yeah
They call me, the hustler, dough doubler
Drove crazy in the late 80's, early 90's
Now you can me, girlie behind me, holdin my mink up
Ice pinkie ring in the air, my drink up
Top down, 'dro in the air, that stink up
It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my
Makes me a, mathematician about my
Get celebrity ass, I'm a - rap with precision
Nigga, hoe chose Hov', that's rapid division
Now yourself and slide
I, Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers, for jugglers
Took it where few went, a few cents
Don't call me Hov' no more, call me _The
Sold dope (and) sold crack (and) soap (and) sold rap (and)
bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, can you buy that??

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

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It's C the young gunner, they call me the boy
that caped crusader, that cake is major, uhh
Nickel plate with it, except for in school
detectors in school, for every last nickel get moved
Fucked every bad little bitch in the
Good with math but I skipped it in
Ankle to shop but I'm with 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 nobody take me out of that zone, not even A.I.
It ain't a business, it's just the way I
get it consistantly, it until the day I'm gone
Scream any day and it's on
The same dangerous with a eight in my palm
And been since the day I was born
But these lames it's a game 'til them thangs is drawn, uhh