Luyện nghe bài hát What the Game Made Me

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

I'm what the made me
Not what the fame 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 respect the flow or learn lesson from your weight
I'm wishin' arthritis on all writers who, my hustle
How can y'all the struggle?
It's hard to live, you got greedy niggaz in the mix
Knowin' I outclass three-E in the six

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the foul cat who screamed out and threatened my life
It's all good, here I come kid, to the hood
I'm in the dirt, foul cats like termites
Come out of the woodworks, if they you stack paper

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

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