Luyện nghe bài hát Put You on Game

Let me put you on

Don't you know I run this place
And I've this race
Must I rerun pace
I'm the reason it's become way
And their love for it is the reason I have this praised
They love my darkness, I make them
And in return they have my martyrs
I've in the poem of many a poet
And I in the art of many a artist
Some of your have tried to articulate
My part in this
But they're fruitless in harvest
The dro grows my footsteps
I'm the one that they
I am the one that march with
Through the alleys and the black markets
The Oval offices, crack-houses, and
Through the of the queens
The pages of the and the chambers of the kings
the veinses of the fiends
A paper chaser's pager, yo, I'm famous on the
One of the oldest, most things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'kna
I am the American
The of Africa, the undying machine
The medicine, the murderous regime
The tough guy's front and the one the scenes
I am the blood of this
Its gas, water, and
I'm its gym, and its math, and its
The gunshots in the
And you can't pass if missin', G
I taught them better that
I taught aim for the head and hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother my hustlers high in my trap
I you die in his trash
I help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm somebody find you tied up in this bag
Behind the hospital, little crack addicts had
Then you can grow up to be a stripper
A welfare-receiving prostitute and digger
You can watch on TV how should properly depict you
The rivers shall flow with liquor, quench thirst on my elixirs
I am the haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader, the one defender
And from a throne of their I rule
These are my fuel, so I make them cool
Baptize in the water out of Scarface pool
And feed them the table that held Corleone's food
If you die, tell them that you my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my
I'm the