Luyện nghe bài hát Game Over - DrDre

Man, what's up with these out here
Mad at us we on top
I love to see gettin money
Better get it while the gettin is
Get it you can, man
And stop hatin me, fuckin my shit cuz I got more hustle than you
Get yours, get yours

[Dr.

I'm millions, niggaz dont understand
know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash plans
to blow up, will he style this
everyday I parlay, sip Henne and
stay in the mix Alezay
V.I.P., my parked valet
on the again to get honies familiar with the smile again
try to assault Dre, its still cavi
Im eatin steak while they struggle to the slave mentality
I givin definition long as my hearts tickin
I fought and made the world
fly Dr. Dre invented
turn on the box and let my son watch these studio on 60 inches
I push a rover, shit before the sessions over
rap with the Houston heat holder
these playas best to get shit in check
cuz when I get my hustle on no playin with a full deck

Ice Cube]

Lord please, murda my (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And lord let me make mo cheese
Cuz I aint ready to leave (No)

Buck the world
that, gotta stay strapped
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, they gats
Super fist fightin shit might come down to
the time comes down for the tryin I got nine
reasons why shouldnt step in my face
with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can this
little something out the seams a my trousers
with no I got a team to come clown ya
I down ya, so let people know what they face
with the of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
Kaboom! and everybody dies
there no escapin the Reaper so dont try
Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the to step?
Face down, hit, on the steps a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true
December 31st, 96 (the is over)

Ice Cube]

Lord please, murda my (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And please let me make mo cheese
Cuz I quite ready to leave (No)

(I've got all my life to live, plus all my love to give)

[Dr.

Smokin weed I trail, I lead
spendin dough, the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but these are the real playas do
talkin is real things that the hatas do
I'm you
shit's thick, its time to run for
I kept the word, things happen to marks like it was helter skelter

Dear diary, I'm outta pages
Fadin, in and out, takin hazes
The dazes, Revelations in the stages
Red skys institute, the silent horns
Im prayin with in my eyes
Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace dyin
But they my bank account with beams on my rover
the killa failed to launch his attack (the is over)

[Chorus: Ice

please, murda my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a degrees
And lord please let me make mo
Cuz I aint quite ready to (No)