Luyện nghe bài hát Get Chopped

Game must be focused upon,
If you ain't got game you ain't got
(What you say)
If you ain't got game you got nathin', game
(Then it)

A nigga spent his quadruple of cash
Hopin' that the wouldn't crash
Out smarted the task teachin' they ass
Bouts the other of the grass

Uh, I spits the truth the soil untold
See 340 in ya pager, the code
Hit me back 'cause you know he's off the hook
Plus the ethyl got him too took

Drug instances, chances
Circumstances, ass live enhancements
Keep on mashin' though, don't
Game related, comin' from the fuckin'

Now that I made the major
big KI's
Niggas from my block ain't to see me
I up too fast for them punks hoes

Now them fools wants to in my door
Bringin' over the if you think that you can fuck with this
Bam, pops to the dome
Motherfuckers hate to see a true nigga
Bringin' in net than gross

They wants to kick in my spot, get chopped
They wanna take me for I got, boom get chopped
They wants to strike through my block, boom get
But I'm up on plot, boom get chopped

Bitch, feelin' evil like Knievel for a wrench
Gotta a couple screws like the Grinch
Problem ain't got no problem with disposin'
me temper, lose me cool but on the same token

He ain't bust a grip, man that nigga E-40 fakin'
You failized I have ya family wear and taken
Paper hatin' haters get put in they
Crevice achin' get smacked in the face

from the other side of town be talkin' big shit
Actin' like they fuck with my click
But the ain't changed fuck the rap game
Hill nigga on a mission to proclaim

My motherfuckin' in society
South side just jealous, they doubt me
niggas lookin' for a reason
Kick off a rucus to start the season

They to kick in my spot, boom get chopped
They wanna take me for what I got, boom get
wants to strike through my block, boom get chopped
But I'm up on they plot, boom get

I fucks with ya, ya
Nigga get rich, fool don't you know this the
Be the hundred what a nigga straight smash
One hundred thousand in

Follow the leader, trip on how this thing deeper
The more I 'em the dumber I get
Dizzy-izzy, hey shot tardy niggas kill me
But what they know is, I fly cerebral cortex like a frisbee

Fuck 'em and feed 'em, pistol whip they ass and 'em
Stuck 'em and read 'em, out where they snooze and sleep 'em
You pearl need to stop workin' for the cops
Rot heads get no props, beotch