🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: One Night - The Game

 [Chorus:  Martin]
 I only fuck  on two occasions
 When  drunk, when I'm high
 I  be broke, if I would be wit'chu
 That is why  fo' one night
 
 [The Game]
 I'm a  gang-bangin' nightmare,
 Wake up 
 I traded  my white Nike Airs,
 For a red pair of Converse,  to the hood,
 My own niggaz actin' like  turned my back on the hood.
  used my rap money to put crack in the hood,
 Even brought the nigga  Dre back to the hood.
 I showed niggaz the Bentley  let you drive it,
 Gone for two days and I ain't even  the mileage.
 When we was  with Crips it wasn't about no dollars;
 It was about sellin' dope to put  kids through college.
 I'm sittin' on  block, reminiscin' for hours,
 Wipin' my tears cause now half of my niggaz  cowards.
 And I was still fuckin' with niggaz, after  got shot,
 and didn't get one hospital 
 My homey Snoop told me it'd be days  this,
 It hurt  heart, to say this shit:
 
 [Chorus  ad libs]
 
 [The Game]
 Red bandana in my back  I'm for real,
 This ain't a pastel  khaki suit, and I ain't Pharrell.
 I don't front about shit I  my gun up out shit;
 And let everythin' fly to  my son up outta this.
 I thought  loved me nigga, talk is cheap;
 Remember, the bulletholes  my son's car seat?
 My  momma found four shells, I ain't get
 one "Keep your  up", all I got was "Keep it real."
 Keep it real my 
 Last year alone I spent one point  mill' on my niggaz!
 After the bullshit,  stayed right there;
  you to award shows, "There go J right there."
 "Where?", "Right there!" I had all you niggaz in 
 Cleaner than a pair  fresh Nike Airs.
  supposed to enjoy this shit, but it's quite clear;
 The  twelve months been a fuckin' nightmare!
 
 [Chorus w/  libs]
 
 [The Game]
 This shit worse  arguin with my bitch;
  done been through more ups and downs, than a Impala switch.
 Get'cho hand out  pocket nigga, go fish;
 I was born by myself so I don't owe  shit!
 Nigga you tell me, what'chu  me to do;
 Drop my son off at home and come  wit'chu?
  now it's "Fuck Game", nah, nigga, FUCK YOU!
 ...I put that on my  matter fact, that's on Piru.
 And the reality is, I  die too,
 And end up in the  right beside you.
  can both rot, angels flyin over my head stone,
 But  devils inside yo' box.
 You  my shine so I gave you ice,
 Then I gave you a second chance and  played me twice.
 Couldn't be a real homeboy to save yo' 
 I  took Dr. Dre's advice.
 
  w/ ad libs]
 
 [Outro -  Martin]
 Black  Street fo' life.
 Only  with you on two occasions,
 When I'm out  my mind, or when I'm high...
 I  fuck with you...