Lyrics:
they get slapped in they face
All y'all niggaz is fake, tryin' to emulate my style
What grown man? In this game, to me you're a child
I trained
from that sword of Davis
That kidnap hip hop tracks and the beats in the game of rap
Put my soul in it
Care less about the gold in it
Boom
the news flash
Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast
Whatever have transform to the war path
Pure wrath from north down to 24th and Task
Games store
love you still and I always will
And if you want to go, baby, then let me know
Girl, I'm not here to play no games
All those games we play blew away
I
a haunted roost
Horses waiting to be groomed need a little sugar too
Train game, moss monster, playin' down in the woods of bamboo
Mr. Black Snake ate all
On the dance floor, nonstop how we movin' in
Game so tight, lubrication couldn't loosen it
B.L.A.Q the bomb
Y'all know Chi-Ca, Chi-Co who matching my flow
Shake
it up like a slot rack
If you think you runnin' game girl you need to botch that
Here we go again
Ha ha here we go again
Make it hot uhh
People try to create feelings just the same as love.
In the name of love, in the name of love.
For the sake of silly passion make a game of love.
riches to rags (motherfucker)
[Verse 2: Scarface, Facemob]
It ain't nuttin but the cash flow game
How long can you last 'fore you're down to your very
on me
Ooh, I'm in love with you
Love has fallen on me
Now I really see
Love has fallen on me
Oh, what tender love you bring
No, it's not a game
baby
What's yo name
What's yo name
How bout you
How bout you
Come play our game
Come play our game
It's me and Ginuwine
It's me
wanna go through the same games, again
He's no good and that's just it for me
Does it everytime he returns, there's no use
I'll just be the one left in
to 24th and Task
Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with
Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage
My cousin's Jarette and Todd,
jax, but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game, we do our thing, son
Livin' the fast life with fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin
Love is all that I can give to you,
Love is more than just a game for two.
Two in love can make it.
Take my heart and please don't break it,
Love was
on the floors, tell them the game ain't only the score
Hold on to your life as I carry these styles
To have you tapping your head like Darius Miles
You ain't
I'm burnin up, it's time to turn it up
Get in the middle and stir it up
Give it to me while it's hot
Step up your game
Cause I'm too crunk
[Chorus: x2]
What makes you think I would try (To run a game on you)
Just as sure as my name is Dwayne (I'll be there for you and I'll)
Treat you just
treat me like I'm royalty
Been through the bullshit, been through the games
Been through the telephone arguments with nothin' ass games
All them crazy
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
From a small ass little tadpole swimmin in a fallopian tube
To a fixture on my soil, a stand up type a dude
I was brought up in the crack game
all over again
Baby, can I change my mind?
Oh, I played my game
Many, many times before
But people, let me tell you all
Oh, I never reached the door
straight killin hatas, when it gets ROCK
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