Luyện nghe bài hát You Played Yourself

This is it, from the fly kid
The Ice mic is with the high bid
Suckers you've lost players you're not, gangstas you ain't
You're faintin', punk, if you heard a gunshot

Yo, the pusher, the player, the pimp gangsta, the
High Roller, dead pres
Is cold lampin' like a black on a throne
E, turn up the microphone

So I can ill and on the rollin' tape
Another album to Great
Islam turn the kick up a bit
the snare, now I got a place to sit

And the track like a black mack in his 'lac
Hit the corner slow where the are at
And game the way it should be done
How you gonna drop science? You're

Stupid ignorant, don't talk to me
At school you dropped Math, and History
And then you get on the mic and try to act
Well, let me you one thing, you got heart

To perpetrate, you're bait, so just
Till the shove a mic in your face
Or you meet Down or Chuck D
Stetsasonic or the Big

And they ask you the game you claim you got
science now, why not?
You to sweat and fret, it gets hot
How'd you get into spot?

You played
Yo, yo, you played

I'm no but I know the D E A L
When it comes to dealin' with the
What you got they want, cash is what they
Slip sucker and break you with speed

But you a freak, you try to turn her out
Spendin' money's what I'm talkin'
But you fool out, your got blew out
And the date, no boots, you got threw out

Mad and shook 'cause your got took
Call her up, phone's off the
But who told you to and flaunt your grip?
You can't buy no

You played
Yo, homeboy, you yourself

I'm in the MC game, a lot of front
And for the money sell out stunts
But they claim that they're rich and that they keep
Yo, let me straighten out fast

Two hundred thousand records
And brothers start yellin' 'bout gold?
You better that, then double that again
And still get sooped, my friend

You think made it, you're just a lucky man
who controls your destiny, fans
But you diss 'em 'cause you think a star
attitude is rude, you won't get far

'Cause turn on you quick, you'll drop like a brick
Unemployment's where sit
No friends 'cause you 'em too
No money, no crew, you're

You yourself
right, you played yourself
You played
Yo, yo, you yourself

You got problems, you claim you need a
But dollar you get you take
Straight to the dope man, try to get a up
Your time is spent tryna scheme up

Another way to get money for a
you go to sleep you count five O's
Lyin' and cheatin', you're beatin'
Dirty clothes and you're skinny cos you haven't been

You off all your family and your friends
does your larceny end
And you get an idea for a big move
An armed robbery,

But everything wrong, somebody got shot
You couldn't get away, the cops roll, popped
And now you're locked, yo, on Death Row
fault? No

Nobody put the into the pipe
Nobody you smoke off your life
You thought that you do dope
And stay cool? Fool

You played yourself, you yourself
Ain't else's fault, you played yourself