Luyện nghe bài hát Valuable Game

This song is to my man
Tupac Shakur, rest in
B.I.G., rest in peace
And all my homies that have died
In the called street life
in peace

I'ma up G, let's not pretend
to, all of my friends
On the East and the West
Gotta let drama go

Nineteen six, deep in the mix
Me and my team out for and jewel-liks
The faster, the better, blood, leather, the baby
Case hitters me, I'm the man

Give less than a damn anything, just let my hammer swing
Come up, give me my cut,
Girls mean nothin' to me, don't push the button on me
Out for the twist, ya nasty G

Basically makin' me individual, too hype
the type?
Then a called hip-hop came along and saved my life
I had a to tell about my knowledge of hell

$2.50 for a book, and look, now let's do some Math
A gun and a hand, plus an angry man, minus
Equals and me, the sky's blue and rags
Toe-tags and body bags, feel me?
Is it too real G? Brothers say some heat T

Absolutely, everything is since we realized
This games' the one we got left
become the game of death
Some of busters out there tryin' to waste up
But it took some of us hustlers all this time to up

I'ma straight up G, not pretend
Dedicated to, all of my
On the East and the West
Gotta let drama go

Okay, let me break it down, they got the one law
You go in, you reach the other two before you
What to you game's over dude
On the next page, got power in effect
While you two rednecks to see which one of us
Kills the brother next

Think about it too long make you sick
Believe me the thing they wanna see is us risin'
Economically, astronomically it could happen
me

Hip-hop's the black goal mind and
Refined as we roll, another ghetto story is
I stopped flippin' in eighty three
They need a machine to car cerate me

I'm square as a pool table, twice as green, what I mean?
Flippin' from heat, the green, the hip-hop scene
Beef, the only beef I got is the
I'm to eat from the players elite

East, West, North, South, Moon,
I'm gonna ball wherever the are
I y'all players listen
Ain't out hatin' and dissin'

Y'all the game is to be sold and not told
I should be takin' a collection, this time I'll make an
I've been here for the start of this
I gotta come from the heart for

I'ma straight up G, not pretend
to, all of my friends
On the East and the West
Gotta let this go

Some I lay awake tryin' to analyze
And the moves of the fakes
Wonder if the cancers' in too deep, sleep
Tryin' to the poison that's increased
Injected into a hustle born on city streak

Migraines fill my brain as I reach toward the of the insane
Wishin' and prayin' that another brother to live the life
That I got to in tryin' to represent to the fullest
I gotta come hard y'all, no time to it

Y'all fools illin' and tearin' up hip-hop is the thing to do G?
I'm paid I don't need rap no fool I make a movie
Y'all to lose me
And to y'all suckers with your acrobatic, player tatics
Tryin' to jump over the and plannin' and hustlin'
I've been corporatin' to this music over these

Y'all will fall victim to your own and the P.I. will continue to rise
Open your eyes kid games' immaculate, dramas' irrelevant
Stay reppellin' invent, incorporate, parlay, play
And I got no to lie to you

I'ma straight up G, not pretend
Dedicated to, all of my
On the East and the West
Gotta let this go

I'ma straight up G, not pretend
Dedicated to, all of my
On the and the West Coast
Gotta let this go