Luyện nghe bài hát Play The Game

You niggas is man
toy soldiers
Yeah get in line
Hut!

Yayo you ass bitch.
I know you cant wait to get off arrest nigga.
So you can run the fuck New York, you faggot

Niggas tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50
Why you tryna play the game 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Can't play the game only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
So why you tryna play the with only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple holla.

1]
You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this
hating on me cause I'm doin my own thang
I aint Lloyd Banks, bitch. I dont share your
I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit
You was hatin on Ja cause him and Irv pop now your ass run around singing the Candy Shop
After 'Westside I took your fans
I seen it for that bitch Olivia's a man.
I got word from the wise nigga you dead
stole the real 50's and wouldn't pay for his headstone
Nigga got mad when 'How We Do' start climbin, acting like a bitch he Got Rich and Stop Tryin'
Got niggas locked up you a snitch in
them Touch shot Pac then ratted out Supreme
But on the im talkin about you and me
Toe to toe 5-0 C-E-N-T,

Banks is a bitch, 50 is a bitch, is a bitch, Buck is a bitch, Olivia's a bitch... no Olivia's a man, ha. God damn

2]
You more names than the evening news
I guess now Reebok making shoes
Yayo the only real muthafucka the street
You swinging on me you want 5 heartbeats
Ok. One. Two. Three. Four, flat
If you say you my shit one more time
You ain't a hood nigga, you Got and Stop Tryin
Jimmy scared Lighty and he start lying
Lil' snitch what you about movin' in silence?
NYPD can't deny it
The life of story is fuckin' Vivica
But baby mama left you cause you couldn't get it up, bitch

Yayo went to jail, Banks sold a mil, then Buck sold a mil, then 50 a deal to a bitch named Olivia whose titties aint real.
Now they all hiding behind the shield

G-G-G-G-you niggas aint shit, bitch ass
I told you this was real, nigga
This is Fat Rat nigga, mutha
All you get up on is sing a few hooks
Nigga you wanna claim a niggas fame,
You was our Ashanti, you bitch ass
What the fuck is you about you wrote something nigga
The is the real, nigga
Black Wallstreet,
The Wallstreet, nigga
Gonna your bitch ass nigga
I aint gunna get up on this mic and them games, nigga
I told my nigga lemme get last 16, nigga
Im Rapping right now,
But im spitting it nigga
You know who im to nigga
50,
ass nigga
Black Wallstreet,
and Wimelton
What block you on,
be there!
What you on?
Scary ass
this shit man
Niggas me up with that bullshit, nigga.