Luyện nghe bài hát Game Theory

This is a game, I'm your
You've got to let me baby
So I can go, I'd to fake it
I could not it
You not take it

Yeah, where start it at, look I'ma part of that
Downtown Philly where it's realer than a heart
It wasn't that ill until the start of crack
Now it's a body caught night on the Almanac
Rock bottom where them cops problem at
Where them outsiders getting popped for they at
I had nothin' but I made somethin' outta
Now I'm the first out the limo like Charlie
From 215 him the livest one
And he's representin' Philly to the
Blacks the
You touch him and not for nothin'
If you bout hip hop you gots to love it
If not fuck it
I'm handlin'
Smokin' more than Redman and them damaging MC's
And my name's Gees you endangered species
For what I do I'm to up the fees
I'm paper-chase motivated I the one to play with
cats get set ablaze
You can't have it way but I'd rather parlay
smoke OG and get cabbage all day
The way play causes your main thing to say
Your style so splendid you your business
You arousing my
You sharper a Shogun
You the way it go, huh, game know what I'm talkin' bout

Hus, that's short for
We Black Inc Raw Life
Tryin' to find our amongst the ruckus
And be sucker free, flea and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus

Hey yo I'm tryin' to get it at any so it's no remorse
When I'm blastin' off you been askin' for it
When Black step in the all hats is off
Your hands up in the air goin' and forth
I'm about for a classic massacre
I'll make it hotter than when Shaft in
Jump outta a black huffin' a fat cigar
Night on 'em like my last name Hasselhoff
Voted unlikely to cause my class was full
Of naysayers, cheaters and
All it gave me was a good enough to leave
And put the writing on the for y'all to read it and weep
I'm the force of the Lord, the rage of hell
You'd rather head for the hills and save
My Man rip drums like He the bells
The King of the you seen Him do His thing in a film
on

Hus, short for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw Life
Tryin' to find our amongst the ruckus
And be free, flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus

Dreams when M16's with beams
Blowin' up cribs with cans of kerosene
High-jack the limousine with a strategic
Then blast my enemy, for the Caribbean
guerrilla camp is ready for war
Lay corner face down, place down your jewels cash and four four
When I prepare for torture
Fuck around and make town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the land where the killas
My is to ambush you guerrilla style
My instinct is of a killer whale you up from head to toe
With lyrics I like a nine millimal
My subliminal mentality switched to criminal
heroin internash from Senegal
A soldier takes a from a general
the mike of iron or lead
You choose mineral

is a game, I'm your specimen
You've got to let me baby
So I can go, I'd have to it
I could not it
You not take it