Luyện nghe bài hát Too Deep in The Game

Livin in a harcore,
be dumpin on them foes,
Catching cases chases,
40 gz and 2 kilos, me everything,
'cause I all the world seem,
to much mother fuckin gangsta shit and sucked up the game,
are savage,
Hardcore playaz ain't average,
Trunk full of beams,
And the schemes of and cabbage,
Niggaz die for dead presidents on a peice of paper,
With the down for the cash niggaz that was in my thug nation.
Try to all fuck half the world I want it all!
But I'm at u niggaz,
With my against the wall.

Fuck u ass niggaz, lil trick ass niggaz,
your name up in my mouth taste like shit ass niggaz,
See myself a smokin pistol, I look in the mirror,
Its like a hologram of a tired up niggaz (ahahaha)
You really really know the game,
'cause every time a look up, the shit a changed,

Nigga I wake up in the morning with a and game,
Stick a in my vain,
Eatch the game,
Tired all out,
Fuck the fuck the fame,
Try to it happen mother fucker,
we too deep in the game.

2

Its time to it happen get paid,
Its that s y a s k,
Tag- teamin for screamin, plates in the a.
There slackers slangin all day.
Until the rock and get paid,
Like on the ground down, break yourslf,
Dont around, and get sprayed,
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? paper.
Im on paper,
Leavin fakers the fakers,
Like loaded pistols to faces,
I told my family as as I get the dough,
Im on my way back home,shit the border
Like hard ? like noreaga the money maka,
free across the sea,
Sippin cone whiskey, with the gz gz.
red fantasies, board a bocin,
Kick floating across the ocean.
Like the black lack ds the mack,
Slanging the niggaz like of crack,
for opportunities,
'cause our sees is scratched,
for keeps,
Addicted to getting it for it,
the junkies hop fiends,

Nigga I wake up in the morning with a and game,
Stick a in my vain,
Eatch the game,
all thugged out,
Fuck the fuck the fame,
Try to make it happen fucker,
we too deep in the game.

3

U sound crackin mad 'cause I getting no younger,
And eatch fuckin poe poes that ain't getting my dough,
a hummer for the summer,
Rad in the fall,
Keep my on my money,
Platinum on the wall,
U niggaz know I be fucking around,
Im the cash,
And I hope u know I'm all action,
And to blast,
What the u think,
My homies are and drug dealers,
Use for sinuses,
Crash homes and niggaz,
bones and stoned niggaz.
u had to be ? ? ?

Got ? ? ? niggaz getting toed out,

Just dipping just getting niggaz twited up, up.

On a mission for the cash, cant be up we mashed.
protection the money figures, protectiing them with triggaz

City under seige, distruged, because some foes are killas,

But no body 'cause their fobutaded niggaz,

Chorus.