Lyrics:
please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playin'.. ya'll playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride.. (who?)
Spittin.. (who?).. how I do
Gaming
Was game in
Game face
No statements
Playing for keeps
If its in ya reach
Ya gotta take it
Playin for keeps
Stayed in reach
And yall complaining
Fuck
please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playin'.. ya'll playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride.. (who?)
Spittin.. (who?).. how I do
even get it right
You just wanna shake the game and end it up changing on me
She jus wanna flick the frames and I signing my lease
Steady playin teachers
to business, I ain't playin' nice, yeah
So ahead of y'all, I'm out of sight, yeah
When you poppin', they all want a slice, yeah
Greed and envy, that's a part
please do not send 'em at
My head i just wanna have a conversation
About how we playin' radio's game khaled
You a real nigga khaled you a real
Nigga, you
hit him, put his face on the floor, why?
Yeah, 'cause y'all niggas' bitches, playin' games with real niggas
No remorse, nigga, cost a lot of real
none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us
So what's the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause that's how I bail
I peep game
and I'm better for it So bet I'll see you soon
And niggas wanna play the game, we ain't playin' the same
Niggas wanna play the game, we ain't playin
the game, but they ain't playin' it
I'm lookin' at these niggas, and they so by the noose
Or they muthafuckin' chained
They talk about the game, but they
not to let this industry get the best of me y'all
I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all
All they do is complain what they expect from
this on your necklace
Talking about you in the game
Y'all some rookies
We you now know, that we some veterans
Who the hell better than m-IG-O-S
We'll
care
Standin' outside on a Friday livin on tha edge
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads
It's seems like we all are waitin'
For a drive by playin tag
and ness
To clips in the vest, leavin yo' family stressed
Yeah I'm a son of a basterd
Gun playin I masterd, and way above the average
Swiffin' and cash
Yeah, that's right, this cut goes out to all y'all
That's been missin' us for mad years
One love, y'all
Yeah, that's right, He's Got Game
PE 1998
Yeah, that's right, this cut goes out to all y'all
That's been missin' us for mad years
One love, y'all
Yeah, that's right, He's Got Game
PE 1998
need it all, I want to see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
'cause you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
not to let this industry get the best of me y'all
I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all
All they do is complain what they expect from
playin with that fire,
And that ass is gettin burned
Fuckin with semi-autos,
One foot is in the grave
We givin all of y'all,
Somethin to be afraid
the name
Say the name
Well, y'all gon' stop and go
We on cruise control
Coast through the game, smooth, unstoppable
We got the skills to kill
And got
civilians
Y'all gon' feel it from the
First to the millionth
It's extra, ordinary and plain
I walked a thousand paces of
Life ahead of the game
By the time
The Dungeon Family is here to stay and we don't give a flying fuck
We trendsetters, off the chain Rottweilers
Y'all sideline hecklers, haters and bitch
on a Friday livin on tha edge,
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads.
It's seems like we all are waitin,
For a drive by playin tag wit satan.
But we chillin yeah we
If you don't know by now, we runnin' the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're
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