Luyện nghe bài hát Think It's A Game - Jay-z

[Chorus: Saint
Think a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your hang out..
.. cause you're fuckin a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Think a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains out..
.. cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta

[Beanie
It was a, full moon in the beginnin of
Bout the end of '74
The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin and women
Cats big hats slammin Cadillac doors
Who choosin hoes, you hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't to no hoes
Niggaz wanna LoJack, track your bitches, shack your
I pimps up, smack my
You wanna trick your bitches
I duck my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitch
I keep a gat at arm reach
You ain't no hustler a car thief, nigga where your car keys?
Crack topic, block it
Thirty-one black top it, you can't stop it, gat top it
Black Mack, black glock it, rocket
Sit your on your back pocket (bitch)
not a game, prick

Straight nigga.. uhh, uh-huh-UHH-UHH
Straight nigga.. yeah
They me, Hov' the hustler, dough doubler
Drove crazy in the late 80's, early 90's
Now you can find me, girlie me, holdin my mink up
Ice ring in the air, drinkin my drink up
Top down, 'dro in the air, blowin that up
It's that I smoke, but it helps my thinker
Makes me a, about my math
Get celebrity ass, I'm a - rap with precision
Nigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's division
Now divide yourself and
I, young Vito, voice of the people
for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglers
Took it where few went, a few cents
Don't call me Hov' no more, call me Blueprint_
Sold dope (and) sold crack (and) sold (and) sold rap (and)
bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, can you buy that??

Purpose for man - worship Allah, you die
Purpose of my gun - run in yo' shop and take
of my son - raise him to do the same
Clip blazin it your brains
Strip, use it it's burned out
Benz Coupes, Jags and trucks we roll out
Man it ain't no lie, it's real as this
And real as five salaats, whether we Deen or not
Our kids gotta eat, red stops
where your gotta meet, interrupt your cop
Dependin on the dope size, we slide it from (?)
With hammers with hollows you feel we follow we're risin
They killed cousin you strapped and you won't ride and
don't think cause I rap I won't (?)
O-Dog in _Menace_ and drive-by men
Real gangsters a bitch in the wheel, workin the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, bringin that in

[Lil
It's C the gunner, they call me the boy wonder
that caped crusader, that cake is major, uhh
Nickel plate with it, except for in school
Metal in school, for every last nickel get moved
Fucked every bad little in the school
Good with math but I it in school
Ankle to but I'm sick with them tools
Shit, why I'm kicked out of school
J's by da locker, come and holla, uhh
Out on my own, movin out the chrome
And can't take me out of that zone, not even A.I.
It even a business, it's just the way I
get it consistantly, flip it until the day I'm
beef any day and it's on
The same Chris dangerous a eight in my palm
And been since the day I was born
But these lames it's a game 'til them thangs is drawn, uhh