Lyrics:
(Let's play a little game)
(Okay, I'm loosin up now)
(Aw - there it is!)
(I've waited long enough)
Bust a move, let's play a little Simon Says
and she play the rules by my game
When i hit her deep off in her guts she's calling my name
She top me off riding in the foreign in the fast lane
I'm sick with them tools
Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of school
Fuck J's by da locker, come and holla, uhh
Out on my own, movin out with
the boof by the pack (woo!), I fucked your boo on her back
Gang! Gang! Them boys not flexing the same
I'm done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set,
I’m from where the hammers go bang
Where the thugs slang
Where the bad guys walk the good guys get slain
It’s a shame it’s just a part of the game
game
Lookin' like my shoe game
Lookin' like my boo game
Lookin' like my shoe game
Lookin' like my boo game
Lookin' like
Every time I'm
then just money, hoes, cars and fame
It's not a, Game! It's not a, Game
It's gameover for you if you cant adapt to change
So i'm never trusting a soul
No
is that chair even comfortable? It looks like it was crushed by a monster truck! START THE FUCKIN’ GAME! Oh my, Jesus Christ! What the hell is in all
for war
Niggas not playing no games
Lace up my cleats
Ready for war
Niggas not playing no games
I'm in the gym boy
You know me my nigga
I'm making these
to the hustle I'm trapped in the game
Whatz next
I'm goin' crazy
Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Whatz next
Hard livin' got me goin' insane
But
true business men
Talkin about it, by the way
B, what we doin' this week on SoundScan?
If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley (Valley)
Or maybe next
comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm
All for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Shouts-out to queens that was
Raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I
the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game when the Mecca
Kane lucifer knows your name
Now I think I'm on the brink
Of Black male growing extinct (Uh, huh)
Now
fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
When I go to sleep
I keep a shotty at my feet
Double barrel, 20 gauge loaded I'm a freak
I
Sick of all the pain yea I'm sick of never knowing
Bitch I'm sick of all the games
All the games they been controlling
Puffing piff and switching
You touch and go
But don't you know
You can't hide
No, no, baby
When you give it up
It's only enough
To get me by
You're playin' a game
I did a thing last night
You know those future games
I turned off all the lights
Oh, the future came
You were by my side
Will you explain?
Oh
smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get
on (The games you played)
Cus I’m not gonna let you bring me down anymore
I didn’t know of the games you played (The games you played)
Wasn’t ready for that
got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what you say
He's so fly
And yes, he's so cool
Hey shawty (hey shawty)
What it do
He's mad 'cause I'm looking
to Xbox
Basically what I'm sayin' is nigga you
Gotta change wit' the game
I ain't playin'
Ayo! Ayo! 40 belows, little deuce deuce in it
I been a hustler
Hit
fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yeah, I'm
high (oh)
How can I stop?
You know you got me in your game, game
You play, you lose, you pay, you start again
Yeah I'm addicted to your game, game
You
Ain't no love, I'm tellin' you ain't no love
Ain't no love, I'm tellin' you ain't no love in this game
No, no, ain't no love, I'm tellin' you
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