🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: One Night - The Game

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