Lyrics:
'cause you're checkin' out
Take the clothes for your son
And get out my house
I'm so fed up
And I've had enough of the
Games you play
So I'm givin'
Well, I tried to run my game
She said "Man, that's the same old thing I've heard before"
And I'm too tired to go for your show
(again and again)
and scrape it
Get it straight explicit, have a broad all naked
Eat up, head game, well perfected
Grail eater, hit the breaks, ma, swell the speed up
I made
won't stop 'til I'm famous, hostin shows with Regis (that's right)
Be strategic, live it shit it and breathe it
It's my world, my game won't be defeated
just celebrate, how I miss those days)
Get up, you would celebrate (celebrate, everything's gonna be ok, how I miss those days)
I came in this game
People know how to party
Nightlife, babe, it's always the same
Living the life every night
Night life, babe, same old game
Looking for light every
Tonia, my name is Busta
My name is Dianna, my is Busta
And what do you take me for the little loco push over
No shame in my game 'cause that's how I got
If it's games you want I've played a few
Let me say up front I'll lose to you
I can see you're a beginner
Well beginner's luck runs out
You think
shit)
We run this (what)
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
The last nigga is the pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know, I don't play no mother fucking games
Make up on your shoulder
Silence in the air
Tonight those telltale signs are everywhere
As you lay beside her talking in your dreams
The game
and I'm cool
'Cause you treat me like I'm royalty
Been through the bullshit
Been through the games
Been through the telephone arguments
With nothin
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
They know it all
And they're pinning you to the boards
It's a game
And you'll play
But you can't
hate this
No, I can't blame you
'Cause I'm hurting
So I'll flame you
I've seen this game before
My love walks right to your door
There ain't no
sleeve
You think the game's up
Heading home and guess what?
She shows up with a sweet reprieve
No use in wondering if it's real or if it's not
With
We can have a rendezvous
Butter on your crip legs, dinner for two
I know you're used to niggas running game
But I ain't playing games
Trying
together, yeah
Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't worried about it
There's room in this game, it ain't crowded
Aimin' at the top nowadays, y'all worried 'bout
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
Ain't no valley low enough or mountain high
Life is a bitch and then you die
Still tryin' to get a peace of that apple pie
Every game ain't the same
Ain't no valley low enough or mountain high
Life is a bitch and then you die
Still tryin' to get a peace of that apple pie
Every game ain't the same
niggas over here that'll really move
He said he wack them with the mower
That's the life he choose
Thought it was a game 'til I
Seen that boy on the news
Some kid I met today made
Mention of your name
He told me that he'd seen you
At the local fun and games
He said you laughed
When he asked about my
hunger games
The face of race is white, yeah
They got no shame "Stand Your Ground
" they legalize lynch laws
Touch another black kid, yeah
You touch us all
years in the red
I was losing my mind, I was up on my game
Right person, wrong place
Just ahead of my time and it's mine
Where do we go? Where do we go?
You know what I'm saying, like
We're telling the kids the story
I never change it's just part of the game
Cause everything stays the same
(What you
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