Luyện nghe bài hát When The Chips Are Down

These niggaz wanna see me, 'cause of the way I
But it ain't that easy, to get mine, you get your ass lay

The is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta all feeling, your head goes round and round

Funny how the world around my click
'Cause just a ago, nigga ain't had shit
Me and my hand share the same outfit
Which fuels the fire I ear to game outwit

It's the way that boy came up so quick
But that platinum niggaz blow your brain out, shit
I'm the new nigga the can't stand
The rubber man, be goddamned if I can

Let nigga feel my spot
If a nigga steal from me, the steel I pop
I'm on my grind, so if you thought I I'm not
stop letting the steering wheel peel the block

The paint is peeling, when the chips are
You gotta all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, the chips are down
You gotta all feeling, your head goes round and round

Banks, think I'm Yayo's replacement
Nah, I ball the G-unit walking through the matrix
I'm to the doctor, I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 cent, now I got a

Magazines wanna know, the fuck L.A. been
It died in the same car Suge got grazed in
2001, I was my PlayStation
And I heard 9 shots I'm faced down my heart pacing

All I think about was I had my guns
And my drugs in the
It was that or the state pen
I up of the coma, police waiting for a statement

The paint is peeling, the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and
The paint is peeling, when the are down
You lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Pass the weed, let a nigga get into his
left me all alone in the world to roam
But now I'm grown millionaires in my phone
A year now God did and L gone

And I'm sick boy, chopping the wrong click
To think about that, before I let the stick
Uh, who's a limp? Please don't get me with him
'Cause I'm down to all round lose or win

If I die ride the jeep through the little bride
Every strip the projects is on my side
A ghetto's gone by the grand on my arm
boxing never hundred grand on my charm, you broke, nigga

The paint is peeling, when the chips are
You lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head round and round