Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Games Begin

Yeah, Terror Squad motherfucker and the Hoo affiliates
I know you ain't think you was gon' see niggas, nope
East coast, coast, it's all the same
Joey Crack, Big Pun, Mack 10, on it, Joe, niggas what

At times I feel blastin' myself, endin' it all
Niggas on my same team be I fall
Tellin' the feds, that I'm cappin' the raw
Know all about the box on the floor of my Porshe

Boy George-in it, livin' the of the fortunate
Show you how warm my fuckin' get
My often get the blame for hideous crimes
Why do niggas stay with the shitiest rhymes?

Can't call it, all niggas claim that they ballin'
But it appears your empire's
with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one
The same cats you get terroria

East coast, west coast, man all the same
Niggas won't know shit they feel the flame
still insane, since the flow track
Blowin' your back, with the Mack, we'll let ya know black

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real chase dough and don't play
motherfuckers don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase dough and don't
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10

Check what you thought, Pun and Joe, the kings of Nueva York
Spittin' thoughts with twin, Mack 10 the hawk
We the truest 'cuz killers in muddy boots
my dogs cut me lose, that's a bullet in your bubblygoose

Fuck is you talkin' you crazy, barkin' like you eighty
Or have you crawlin', walkin' a baby
try to play me 'cuz I'm not a playa
Hey yo I shot the place up and pass the heat off like a hot

I'm out to make a million dollies but I'm rowdy
So I hope it happen before I have to kill somebody
That's how it is in the stone
If you known to own a bundle guaranteed nigga mug you

And no one love you you broke as shit, focus kid
Commercials lie, thirsty to die? Coke is in
Blow your away, that's a big price to pay
You coulda been teachin' your kid, how to ride his bike

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase dough and don't
Y'all motherfuckers move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
motherfuckers chase dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we don't
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

I hit the la la, and the ya ya
And if y'all don't get him, I promise try
Hoo affiliates is the williest so the silliest
Really get to see just how fast the milly spit

Mack 10, Big Pun and Joey
Real niggas push big and big sacks
Y'all it was cool, I got to okay this
I want paytons, y'all bring the scale so we can weight this

It better be pure, hope you got a birdie mix
Hey yo, put it up there, and sure it's all 36
I you can count nigga, better be precise
If it ain't all that's your dope and your life

the school of hard knocks, Inglewood to the Bronx
We hit the and cook the rocks in forty blocks
Hit Doja we supposed to, sippin' on Hen
TS and Mack 10, so let the games

It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers chase and don't play
motherfuckers don't move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

all about weight, work, guns, yay
Real chase dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers don't move, we don't
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby