Luyện nghe bài hát What the Game Made Me

I'm the game made me
Not what the made me
No amount of money can me
I'm what you can't be
Live what? Live as fuck

I'm the game made me
Not what the made me
No amount of money can me
I'm what you lames be
nigga what? Live as fuck

Check, live the 7-1-8
Either the flow or learn your lesson from your weight
I'm arthritis on all writers who, knock my hustle
How can understand the struggle?
It's hard to live, when you got niggaz in the mix
Knowin' I outclass three-E in the six

So I outblast it's empty clips
And I niggaz, survival of the fit
One life, I gotta make sure done right
them yet to have a conversation
'Bout reincarnation out, until I fall out
thick chicks, try to tear they wall out

Hard to think about your future with, nothin' to
Hard to concentrate on school with pain
Life's harsh, I know y'all runnin' from

But it'll catch you and track you down
With no deal, who you gonna rap to
Start your own company, that's profound
Live niggaz gonna when you back from the war
Jive niggaz gonna and fall

I'm what the game me
Not the fame made me
No of money can change me
I'm what you can't be
nigga what? Live as fuck

Aiyyo, in the Pinto, or rollin' in the six
I through cocky, holdin' my dick
I never shit, 'cause that's some bitch shit
I get the Bisquick it to the district

'Cause I could never get rich and my style
I cop a little hurt to the mercantile
I'm to get it though, rhymin' with this six digit flow
fly is the minimal, holdin' somethin' is the principal

Respect this young nigga that's, the torch
Preachin' shit like the game, don't take shorts
Throw it down it's a bet, roll hard
Till you got icey, round your neck

In concrete jungle get rich or remain humble
Never speak the biz, at worst I mumble
Niggaz it I spit guns, angrily
Till all that is me

I'm what the made me
Not what the made me
No of money can change me
I'm what you can't be
nigga what? Live as fuck

I went from no dough to show dough to money to
umm, hoe I don't know, to get deez
Never, 'Excuse me miss', bitch please, never try to
Same disrespectful cat I was I was broke

Ain't nuttin' baby but the different faces I stop
Or maybe some of the I shop
Now I run through tracks like cleets with a Air
For of the hottest beats, still catch me eatin' at Pete's

Fuck the foul cat who screamed out and my life
all good, here I come kid, dead to the hood
Till I'm in the dirt, foul cats termites
Come out of the woodworks, if they think you paper

Dead react later while the cancer spread
Teach a team how to scheme they answer lead
You know me, I used to shoot in the park
Ain't changed except now I push Coupe's in the dark

I'm what the made me
Not what the made me
No amount of money can me
I'm what you lames be
Live nigga Live as fuck