Luyện nghe bài hát Game Face

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

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

I'll allow you to write, maybe allow you to
If you're down to fight the power here's the power to
Overpower the mic, hit the with the bomb diggy
Ring the alarm, now the with me
way back I show now weakness when I speak this
Mentally to keep this hit in my speeches given
Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I reach the
My stories winnin' 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 with my game on

harder than 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
the real P.E., ain't no castin' for it
Cop lights, camera, no action for it
Get the raw, we somewhat sure
Hip hop's like a chess game, the war

Strategize, move like
When it's your go and your do', just mine
time we welcomed y'all to the terror dome
Used the mic to out and touch, instead of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from
Nobody can say if I'm here so play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the
From this point on, the 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 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', premeditated world domination
Rough nuclear war head, detonate it
I'm forbidden, so I hittin' up forgiven
For givin' the the truth, 360 proof
So world look before this world's
I curl books my arm
Smoke and learn about this world's chucks
Revelation the world cooks, I spit gold the pearl hooks
The first made the world crooks

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

that's right, once again
Smooth the hustler, and he no crowd buster
Straight up Iceberg
Yo, baby, you need to get him
Flava flav, D, Public Enemy, smooth the hustle
We out the door, baby