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 not make it
You not take it

Yeah, where I'ma it at, look I'ma part of that
Downtown Philly where it's realer than a heart
It really that ill until the start of crack
Now it's a body every night on the Almanac
bottom where them cops gotta problem at
Where them outsiders getting popped for they at
I had nothin' but I somethin' outta that
Now I'm the first out the limo like Mack
215 it's him the livest one
And he's representin' to the fullest
the realest
You can't him and not for nothin'
If you bout hip hop you gots to love it
If not then it
I'm still
Smokin' more reefer than Redman and them damaging
And my Rick Gees you endangered species
For what I do I'm to up the fees
I'm motivated I ain't the one to play with
These get set ablaze
You can't have it way but I'd rather parlay
smoke OG and get cabbage all day
The way thought play your main thing to say
Your so splendid you bout your business
You my interests
You sharper a Shogun
You know the way it go, huh, game know what I'm bout

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

Hey yo I'm tryin' to get it at any cost so no remorse
I'm blastin' off like you been askin' for it
When Black step in the all hats is off
Your hands up in the air goin' back and
I'm about for a classic massacre
I'll make it hotter than when in Africa
Jump outta a black Porsche huffin' a fat
Night ridin' on 'em my last name Hasselhoff
Voted unlikely to succeed cause my class was
Of naysayers, and thieves
All it gave me was a enough reason to leave
And put the on the wall for y'all to read it and weep
Cause I'm the force of the Lord, the of hell
You'd rather head for the and save yourselves
My Man rip like He ringin' the bells
The of the Realm you seen Him do His thing in a film
on

Hus, that's short for
We Black Inc Raw Life
Tryin' to find our spota 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 presidents' cribs cans of kerosene
the limousine with a strategic routine
Then blast my enemy, for the Caribbean
Militant camp is ready for war
Lay your face down, place down your jewels cash and four four
When I score for torture
around and make your town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the where the killas dwell
My technique is to ambush you style
My instinct is of a whale bang you up from head to toe
With lyrics I pack like a nine
My types subliminal switched to criminal
Importing heroin from Senegal
A soldier a stripes from a general
Used the mike of or lead
You choose mineral

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