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 other homies have died
In the madness called street
in peace

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

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

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

Basically makin' me anti-social individual, too
Recognize the
Then a music called hip-hop came along and my life
I had a story to tell about my knowledge of

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

Absolutely, is goochie since we realized
This the only one we got left
become the game of death
Some of y'all busters out there tryin' to up
But it took some of us hustlers all time to lace up

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

Okay, let me it down, they got the one strike law
You go in, you the other two before you know
What happen to you game's over
On the next page, they got power in
While you two waitin' to see which one of us
the next brother next

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

Hip-hop's the black mind and soul
Refined as we roll, ghetto story is told
I stopped KI's in eighty three
need a time machine to car cerate me

I'm square as a pool table, as green, know what I mean?
Flippin' from heat, the legal green, the hip-hop
Beef, the only I got is the steak
I'm tryin' to eat from the players

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

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

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

Some nights I lay awake tryin' to
And anticipate the of the fakes
Wonder if the cancers' in too deep, sleep
Tryin' to diagnose the poison increased
Injected into a pure born on city streak

Migraines my brain as I reach toward the realm 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 come hard y'all, no time to pull it

Y'all fools think illin' and tearin' up 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 with your acrobatic, player hatin' tatics
to jump over the bree and plannin' and hustlin'
I've been corporatin' to this music these years

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

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

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