Lyrics:
[Chorus: 2x]
Game still recognize game
caught up for a minute
but I still in it for the change
and it's a shame
And everybody thought of slack
All these hoes wanna get like me
Get their own speakers and some prose like me
When I'm at the game, all the pros like me
Bitch, I'm a pro, ain't
the game ain't roulette
Slangin' cane is the thang and I beat
That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces
I've heard the name in ninety-nine different
fame
In the game things'll never be the same
Because money changes everything
Once again comin at you hyper
Donald D the Syndicate Sniper
Boston
pulled up by herself
I hit her with that euro step and now the bitch in love
Euro step
I'm a pro when I dribble
Euro step
I'm a pro when I dribble
Euro
calling that
You see the game fucked up, look, what part is that?
Uh, they compare where I'm at to where I started at
They put me in the Getty, I'm
to the side
Like you know I get my grind on.
Get my shine on.
Jewelry Black in all rhinestones.
Rims spinning like a globe,
On these low pros.
Do it big
Whenever in doubt
Keep it moving
Showing and proving
Professional pro
Calling shots
Controlling game
Recognizing
Recognizing game
It's all the same
It's
drag, ah,
I don't wanna tell my rhyme without friction,
Jump in to beat, both feet first,
Make pros eat their words,
And sit and watch 'em swallow
and
My army of ones at attention enlisting
Listen I don't like to be Sonny Liston
But you knock me out just by swinging' and missing'
Drinks in my system
I wanna see you work it like a top notch pro
J-WESS
Girl get down on the floor
Girl get girl get down on the floor
Girl girl get
Girl get down
vagina, discussin' the finer things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream (uh)
game of chess
We just assume that it happens
But no one else is in
The room where it happens
Meanwhile
Madison is grappling with the fact that
a bunch of shit
Now I be legit
I'm just in the game
And the Kici ain't gonna quit
I'm steady steady husslin
Steady steady strugglin
Boys don't know
em droppin, switch, wii got the fit
Rock the game issa cube in my pocket, bitch
Bout 64 chicks and im positive
Im a pro I control her no calculus
we gonna lay up And leave them in the streets
We know you love these beats Pro stream by any means
Together, two of the greatest things You heard
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
to make a choice
I got them nervous tics and twitching
With them bloodshot eyes, not
Much of a surprise
Got to bed at five and I'm shot
By nine I'm in
Shawty got ass yea
Shawty gone shake it fast yea
Shawty a pro yea
Baby say she ain't no hoe yea
Raccin up dough
Staccin' that bitch by the rolls yea
to Brooklyn
Shouts the whole scene
Pro Era represent, we stayin' fly for the evening
I'm so down to earth I feel like I'm in grave danger
These boys in
By the way you move
I see you’re new to this shit
(The game in my hands) x8
The game in my hands
I got the streets on my back
I’m raising the level
caught up in this ghetto game
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood
that is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
I hit the play twice,
that's awesome
Let's see how it goes
From the rooks to the pros
Wrote X's and O's in the projects
Came back through like I'm supposed to
All those other
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