Luyện nghe bài hát You Played Yourself

This is it, from the fly kid
The Ice mic is back the high bid
Suckers you've 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't
You're faintin', punk, if you 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 on the rollin' tape
Another to make? Great
turn the bass kick up a bit
Hype the snare, now I got a to sit

And ride the track a black mack in his 'lac
Hit the slow where the girls are at
And game the way it should be done
How you gonna drop You're dumb

Stupid ignorant, even talk to me
At school you dropped Math, and History
And then you get on the mic and try to act
Well, let me tell you one thing, you got

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

And they ask you about the game you you got
science now, why not?
You start to sweat and fret, it hot
How'd you get into spot?

You played
Yo, yo, you yourself

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

But you meet a freak, you try to her out
Spendin' money's 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 your duckets got
Call her up, phone's off the
But who told you to front and flaunt your
You buy no relationship

You yourself
Yo, homeboy, you yourself

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

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

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

'Cause they'll turn on you quick, you'll like a brick
where you'll sit
No friends you dissed 'em too
No money, no crew, you're

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

You got problems, you claim you a break
But every you get you take
Straight to the dope man, try to get a up
Your idle time is tryna scheme up

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

You off all your family and your friends
Nowhere your larceny end
And you get an idea for a big move
An armed robbery,

But everything went wrong, got shot
You couldn't get away, the roll, you're popped
And now you're locked, yo, on Death Row
Society's No

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

You yourself, you played yourself
Ain't nobody else's fault, you yourself