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 know how it's goin' down, baby

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

I'll you to write, maybe allow you to bite
If down to fight the power here's the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb
the alarm, now the squads with me
From way back I now weakness when I speak this
Mentally strong to keep this hit in my speeches
Now from the beginnin' 'til I reach the endin'
My short stories and keep the beats spinnin'

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

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

Strategize, move like
When it's your go and do', just cash mine
Last time we welcomed y'all to the dome
Used the mic to out and touch, instead of the phone
I appear the rear, stayin' from clear
can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the
this point 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 wake up everyday with my face on
You the name, P.E.
You the game, P.E.
We for the fame
We for the
I wake up everyday with my face on

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

Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', ideas
in pleadin' reason for treason, conceal it for years
My criminal attract an accomplice to grub something
drastic measures
And the death of joy, the death of casket
From the abyss, the trick I played on the world
Was leadin' to believe my mother's clit didn't exist
Then I the list
every flag raised by a clenchin' fist

Yeah right, once again
Smooth the hustler, and he ain't no crowd
Straight up Iceberg
Yo, baby, you need to get him
Flava flav, Chuck D, Enemy, smooth the hustle
We out the door, baby