Luyện nghe bài hát You Played Yourself

This is it, dope the fly kid
The Ice mic is with the high bid
Suckers you've lost players you're not, gangstas you ain't
faintin', punk, if you ever heard a gunshot

Yo, the pusher, the player, the gangsta, the hustler
Roller, dead pres folder
Is lampin' like a black king on a throne
Evil E, turn up the

So I can ill and break on the rollin'
album to make? Great
Islam turn the bass up a bit
the snare, now I got a place to sit

And ride the track like a black in his 'lac
Hit the corner where the girls are at
And kick game the way it should be
How you gonna science? You're dumb

Stupid ignorant, don't even to me
At school you Math, Science and History
And you get on the mic and try to act smart
Well, let me tell you one thing, you got

To perpetrate, bait, so just wait
the press shove a mic in your face
Or you meet Down or Chuck D
Stetsasonic or the Big

And they ask you about the you claim you got
Drop science now, why
You start to sweat and fret, it hot
How'd you get into this

You yourself
Yo, yo, you played

I'm no authority but I the D E A L
When it to dealin' with the females
What you got they want, cash is what they
Slip sucker and they'll break you speed

But you a freak, you try to turn her out
money's what I'm talkin' about
But you fool out, your pockets got out
And the date, no boots, you got threw out

Mad and shook 'cause duckets got took
Call her up, off the hook
But who told you to front and flaunt grip?
You buy no relationship

You yourself
Yo, homeboy, you played

I'm in the MC game, a lot of MC's
And for the money sell out stunts
But claim that they're rich and that they keep cash
Yo, let me this out fast

Two thousand records sold
And these start yellin' 'bout gold?
You better double that, then double again
And don't get sooped, my friend

You think you've made it, you're just a man
who controls your destiny, fans
But you diss 'em 'cause you think you're a
That attitude is rude, you get far

'Cause they'll turn on you quick, drop like a brick
Unemployment's where sit
No 'cause you dissed 'em too
No money, no crew, through

You played
That's right, you yourself
You played
Yo, yo, you played

You got problems, you claim you need a
But every you get you take
Straight to the man, try to get a beam up
idle time is spent tryna scheme up

Another way to get for a jumbo
When you go to you count five O's
Lyin' and cheatin', you're beatin'
Dirty clothes and you're skinny cos you haven't eatin'

You ripped off all your family and your
does your larceny end
And then you get an for a big move
An armed robbery,

But everything went wrong, got shot
You get away, the cops roll, you're popped
And now locked, yo, lampin' on Death Row
Society's No

Nobody put the into the pipe
Nobody made you smoke off your
You that you could do dope
And still stay cool?

You played yourself, you played
Ain't else's fault, you played yourself