Lyrics:
It's a shame the game has died in such a fit
Real G's replaced by some kids who mumble shit
Wanna smash em in their face and snap their wrists
So
'lotta racks, dividends up in amounts
I'm with the mob and we finna cut a movie, nigga no Paramount
I cannot trust these niggas, yeah your words don't move
my inbox 10
And ain't nothing your probably busy doing something sexy
I just hope I'm in your thoughts next time login
And not if not ain't no
understand why my momma used to tell me that
Ain't that true, you can't make a queen out a motherfuckin' hoodrat
Game on you, cause now you back at your
bullets? With
Ya teeth? Nigga Please!
I am beast released creature
Least to retreat ya ain't a bone in my body
That's weak I bleed ether
Lone with nobody
bands in my pockets
You ain't making moves then we can't dance
Making money that part of the plan
All my skills got you stuck in a trance
Got game breaker
rape the tape, drop along in interstate
Wit weight, wipe the slate and, mob the gate
And by fakin I'll avoid the court date, no legal aid
and The Outlawz
80% of y'all publishing
"Hot game"
"They calling you hot" - Royce Da 5'9" 'Boom'
"It's a shame" - Big L 'Size 'Em Up'
MC's ain't spit no more hot
tsunomis
(Low key)
Aint no need
For no games
Grown
Ain't no shame
In just laying
Saying
We just do we
And make a movie
And watch that
Oowee get slain
lie, playing pretend
Pay me 'cause I'm rocking a tag
I ain't fucking with a ho
Look at my wrist and it's looking like snow
I'm in the drop top
all and watch em die, one by one like domino's fall in line
My daily life is what you might call a crime
But I aint hard to find and that's all the time
better be toting
My baby stay wet as an ocean
And that be my rider we keep it in motion
Toasting, hold up yo glass
For my niggas wit bands and bitches wit
I'm holding up the planet
I want my name all over the game like Mega Man’s
So I took a chance
Picked up the mic and said fuck a band
I spit a flow like
goodbye
Why she playing these games no all she do is lie
If you know that she real tell her hop in the ride
If you know that she real, then don’t wait for
kidding that's bout 50 in that Louis bag
Name a stripper in the club that don't know my name
Bitch got the tripping when they mention about no lying game
playing the game
You're to busy playing the game
You're to busy playing the game
Ain't no competition My frame of mind is winning
Set in stone no
a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
One things
Tha same
That is the game
No room fa’ lames
Only for pain
And shame
You cant see the G in me
One things
Tha same
That is
money, ay
Can't let no hoe get in my head 'cause ain't no hoe in me
Ay, get the fuck out asap when you get off your knees
In Miami, me and Zoey on them
Cooch,
Maxgang Gotta Turnt Like Cocaine,
Baby Girl On Fye Like Propaine,
She Aint Got No Shame When She Off The Chain,
Let Her Big Fine Ass Gon Fuck It Up,
Black on the track for a minute
Look in my rhyme book, see murder like when I was a fan of No Limit
Ain't no gimmicks 'round here, this Compton, me, Doc
You do not know what you want, you do not know what you need
This is an obvious truth, everybody else can see
I never tried to play games, I wore my
Going all the way
I ain't got no shame
In the game
Sitting on the side
Like the devil ain't got no play
I already won
So it can't be changed
It's on lock
cooking the white
Fall out the Pyrex, the cake and the bowl
Used to the fame, ya'll ain't taking my soul
Came in the game, I was hot as a stove
Pour out
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