Luyện nghe bài hát Game Face

Hey yo, chuck, yo the if sleepin', G
We got to everybody up yo
Hey yo, it's down, baby
Let everybody know how it's goin' down,

The way goes down is simple, from this day forth
Anything to with rap, stay off
It's the players, no pay offs, strictly skills
(Uh)
If brain's the same you'll stick to your deals
And field ain't about sellin' a mil'
With the run of the mill, so be tellin' the real
It like a third time fella's appeal
'Til the God scolds him and him to deal

I'll allow you to write, allow you to bite
If you're to fight the power here's the power to fight
the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb diggy
Ring the alarm, now the with me
From way back I show now weakness when I this
Mentally strong to this hit in my speeches given
Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I reach the
My short stories and keep the beats spinnin'

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up everyday my game face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We ain't for the
We for the
I wake up with my game face on

Break than ever, follow my lead
Through the fast in the game, they follow my speed
ease off the gas or floor it
You ain't ready to get it, I dunno why they keep for it
This the real P.E., no castin' for it
Cop lights, news camera, no for it
Get the raw, we somewhat sure
Hip hop's like a chess game, the war

Strategize, move masterminds
When it's your go and your do', just mine
time we welcomed y'all to the terror dome
Used the mic to reach out and touch, of the phone
I appear the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the
From this on, the rest of '98, put it in high gear

You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I up everyday with my game face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We ain't for the
We for the
I wake up with my game face on

I saw it comin', world domination hesitated
this nuclear war head, detonate it
I'm forbidden, so I stay up forgiven
For givin' the livin' the truth, 360
So world before this world's took
I books under my arm
charm and learn about this world's chucks
Revelation the world cooks, I spit versus the pearl hooks
The first album the world crooks

Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', stealin'
Believe in reason for treason, conceal it for years
My criminal thing attract an accomplice to grub
Results measures
And the death of joy, the of casket treasure
the abyss, the greatest trick I played on the world
Was leadin' them to believe my mother's clit exist
I extended the list
Revolutioned every flag raised by a clenchin'

Yeah right, once again
Smooth the hustler, and he ain't no buster
Straight up slim
Yo, baby, you to get with him
Flava flav, D, Public Enemy, smooth the hustle
We out the door, baby