Luyện nghe bài hát Da Game Been Good To Me

You yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The been good to me
(Hol' up, up, bitch)

You lost your cars and yo'
Now you on yo' mama's couch
But the been good to me

Uhh, first album went platinum, now you go gold
Made ya deal the devil but you sold yo' soul
You rent a lotta cars, rent a and them hoes
You say you sold Phantom, bitch they took yo' Rolls

Get everywhere you go
Big bodyguards when you for the shows
already know you got shit on your name
Nigga, you a pussy, they gon' yo' chain

Take yo' piece, rings and
You play rich, boy you need to
I dissin' nobody, no particular name
Ya shoe fit nigga, get the fuck up out the game, lil'

You yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The been good to me
(Hol' up, up, bitch)

You lost cars and yo' house
Now you on yo' mama's couch
The game good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

I'm a Down MC, I'm cold on the mic
I say it how I and I do it how I like
I write what I see, I do and what I know
And keep it one hundred off top the do'

Now at a show, in the booth or on the street
No matter where I go and no who I meet
Everybody tryna tell me how they 'bout the South
On the cool, them haters to shut they fuckin' mouth

'Cause we grip grain, nigga we pop
We to' straps and we ready for the
niggaz two step, some niggaz dance
Some niggaz ball wit' a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple ringtones niggaz, that's
You hatin' on get that fuck up out yo' head
Worryin' my cheese, getcha own stack
It's down in the South, you don't like it
clack, motherfucker

You lost yo' spot when you pop
CD flopped, you hot
The game been to me
(Hol' up, up bitch)

You lost your cars and yo'
Now you sleep on yo' couch
The been good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

You got caught with that on 10
Made a deal with the state to turn your partner in
But he took 15, befo' you could
He witchu no mo' hoe, you got twenty in a cell
I sent you a lawyer, you ain't listened that

Ain't no but they dropped it to five?
Who you had to fuck to give that time?
Textin' me from a cell phone, bitch, yo lost yo' fuckin'
How dare you get me on conspiracy, Jack?

If the feds hit me, hit yo' ass back
You witcho tongue, I send 'em killa
Transcript writer, kill you nigguh

You lost yo' spot you went pop
CD flopped, you hot
The game good to me
(Hol' up, up bitch)

You lost cars and yo' house
Now you on yo' mama's couch
The game been to me
(Smoke sum'hin, bitch)

Got with the shit, twenty years
a snitch, you turned bitch
The game been to me
(Hol' up, bitch)

I yo' hoe, she's a pro
me all, of yo' dough
The game been to me
(Pussy nigguh)