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 ain't all the seem,
Seen to much fuckin gangsta shit and sucked up the game,
are savage,
Hardcore ain't your average,
Trunk full of beams,
And the schemes of and cabbage,
Niggaz die for presidents on a green peice of paper,
With the smash down for the cash niggaz that was in my nation.
Try to scalp all fuck half the I want it all!
But I'm at u niggaz,
my back against the wall.

Fuck u ass niggaz, lil trick ass niggaz,
Make your name up in my mouth taste like ass niggaz,
See myself a smokin pistol, when I in the mirror,
Its a hologram picture of a tired up niggaz (ahahaha)
You never really really the game,
'cause every a nigga look up, the shit a changed,

Nigga I wake up in the with a hustle and game,
Stick a in my vain,
injecting the game,
Tired all out,
Fuck the fuck the fame,
Try to make it happen fucker,
'cause we too in the game.

2

Its time to make it get paid,
Its that s y a s k,
Tag- for high screamin, plates in the a.
slackers they slangin all day.
Until the players and get paid,
Like on the ground face down, yourslf,
Dont around, and get sprayed,
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? paper.
Im on paper,
fakers with the fakers,
Like pistols to their faces,
I my family as soon as I get the dough,
Im on my way back home,shit the border
Like hard ? standon like noreaga the maka,
free across the sea,
Sippin whiskey, with the miggy gz gz.
red fantasies, board a bocin,
Kick back floating the ocean.
Like the black triple ds the mack,
Slanging the niggaz like of crack,
for opportunities,
'cause our niggas is scratched,
for keeps,
Addicted to getting it for it,
Like the hop fiends,

Nigga I wake up in the morning with a and game,
a needle in my vain,
Eatch the game,
all thugged out,
Fuck the money the fame,
Try to make it mother fucker,
'cause we too in the game.

3

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

Got gome ? ? ? getting toed out,

Just dipping just getting twited up, smoked up.

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

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

But no body claimin their fobutaded niggaz,

Chorus.