Luyện nghe bài hát Game of Death

Who wants to get a
Who wants to get a
Let's play a of death

Get down, lay cards down
down, as my chain ball spins round and round
When it stops, I bet it to the ground
Now how that shit sound? like a shake down
comes the break down

I bet'cha break, I bet'cha headache
Ya can't ya ass awake
Fool, why ya think the had to wake the dead
To niggaz sleepin' so we give blows to ya head

One time, in and out ya
I know the rules to the game, give assistance to my
I'm my voodoo on you and you
What can ya do to Mastamind and his crew?
The magic I use is blacker than blacker than
Get back, what'cha know about that?

What'cha know about this? When I aim I miss
Fuck around and catch a fist when pissed
Droppin' bombs on your crews, I quicked the refused
Ya played the game of death and guaranteed to lose

your cards right, tonight's helter skelter
The cards I dealt ya ain't good, shelter in your hood
I'm comin' at 'cha like a snatcher, I'm gonna get 'cha
And show ya I'm the game's
my game till there's no suckas left
When ya fuck with the nigga ya play the game of death

This is the game, come take a spin on the
How cops can I kill?
I'm ill, buck 'em down at a stand
Watch me get ill, watch the blood

Chop, swing, off with your
I'm kinda misled, I'd be dead
This is the game I play with no shame
Russian roulette, cock back and aim

I want me some bacon, so I'm cutta pig
Wha-dada dame, so I 'cha wig
Not by the hairs on chinny chin chin
Will you play the of death with me and never win?

be a sin, snatch your throat and grin
Gettin' buck wild with the
The chrome's to dome, so tell me what's left
And breathe your last breath, and play the of death

Bad never lose, so I bet I win
I die, but I come back again and again

Red rum, red rum and get some
Hey mad niggaz by their tongues when I sung
Play a game, press your luck, punk I don't a fuck
If the butcher knife don't cut I buck, buck, buck

me get 'em, watch me hunt 'em out and hit 'em
I'm hungry for Adam's apples I slit 'em
You can't play my game motherfuckers hate I
Let the sky storm, let it rain, let it

Chopped off her head now the blood is gushin'
I picked up the knife and the steady pushin'
Aimin' for the kill, the is what I got
in my game, and this is the plot

Now I'm doctor, grab the knife and chopped her
Shivers, quivers, out the liver
Shoot a dead and I dumped it in the river
The when I deliver, no more life to give her
I hate to behave the same to it for yourself
When the tables dealt, it gets felt in the of death

Now as I come in, I take one final spin on the of jeopardy
For all hoes who slept with me
Wicked rhyme kicka, sick 'em for I trick up
Peter pipper picka, you have to suck my up

Nigga I'm outta liqour, cuttin' to kill ya
Six, six, six, I'm sick sick sicka
The U N H O L Y, your heada fly
You'd be dead a guy, rock a

If you play, yes, we playin' dead
I gotta screw loose and a hole in my
Dead bodies all around
The price is so come on down

And your luck and get slammed hoe
don't say damn say where me woe
In the of death