Luyện nghe bài hát Game Theory

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

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

Hus, that's for hustlers
We Inc Raw Life productions
Tryin' to our spota amongst the ruckus
And be sucker free, chumps and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus, get 'em hus, get 'em hus

Hey yo I'm tryin' to get it at any cost so it's no
When I'm blastin' off like you askin' for it
Black step in the door all hats is off
Your up in the air goin' back and forth
I'm ready for a classic massacre
I'll make it hotter than when Shaft in
Jump a black Porsche huffin' a fat cigar
Night ridin' on 'em like my name Hasselhoff
unlikely to succeed cause my class was full
Of naysayers, cheaters and
All it gave me was a good enough reason to
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 and save yourselves
My Man rip drums He ringin' the bells
The King of the Realm you seen Him do His in a film
on

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

Dreams M16's with infrared beams
Blowin' up presidents' cribs cans of kerosene
the limousine with a strategic routine
Then blast my enemy, head for the
Militant guerrilla is ready for war
Lay corner face down, place down your jewels cash and four four
When I score prepare for
around and make your town Warsaw
I'm from the land where the killas dwell
My technique is to you guerrilla style
My instinct is of a killer whale bang you up from to toe
lyrics I pack like a nine millimal
My types subliminal mentality to criminal
Importing heroin internash Senegal
A soldier takes a from a general
Used the of iron or lead
You choose your

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