Lyrics:
things to me, uh (do those things to me)
Don't let nothin' stop you (ohh)
Move, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now, so get up
Ooh, I love the way
goes
We don't love these hoes, we don't love
These hoes, we don't love these hoes
These hoes that's the way the game goes
Gotta sell this dope, Gotta
don't even gotta use my gun to reply
You get punched in the eye punched in the eye
What is a tie oh you can blood finna fly
In this game it seems that
don't even gotta use my gun to reply
You get punched in the eye punched in the eye
What is a tie oh you can blood finna fly
In this game it seems that
still tell a man "No deal"
Ridin with the type of bananas you don't peel
Yeah, the type of weapon that don't jam
Like most of these rappers in this game
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now
fit
Now this is a smash hit
Produced by Scott Storch
The effort I'm gone put forth
I'm ma blaze a track like a human torch
In H-Town we do it up
Chop
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Yeah
Major Pain boy
Man the streets just ain't the same
I stay on the low low
Cause y'all be messing up the game
Don't keep it real no more
That's why
Money, now I'm in love with my credit
By the bar with they dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin prepare the storm
write to this principle
I won't lie on an L, but I lie to the 12 (turn)
Used to lie in my cell, I was writin' my mail
Sat there by my gun and my bitch
Tryin To Speak A Niggas Name In Your Rap Huh
Till We Run You Out The Game Get Your Raps Took
Don't Remember A Niggas Name Not A Fact
Snitchin On Your Own
lizard)
It's the final chapter
[Verse - Chamillionaire]
This is part two, caught you, sittin in the dark you
Know that I'm a nightmare, it ain't really no
pay you back whenever I feel like it
My man
You hear me?)
Mayne I'm overseas right now mayne
Soon as I get off this plane
(Don't be buggin' me mayne
We ain't goin out like that
You think this is a love song
Wrong
The NKOTB is too strong
Games, games, games, games, games!
Somebody said
see me but don't speak, because I'm also a crook
Look, niggaz wanna hate me, 'cause they to scared to baller block this
I'll have ya girl top-less
things to me, uh (do those things to me)
Don't let nothin' stop you (ohh)
Move, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now, so get up
Ooh, I love the way
with a vest under the Izod
Wanna beat you man I ain't got to try hard
You getting beat by the Internet and your Ipod
The label don't want you to be
with a vest under the Izod
Wanna beat you man I ain't got to try hard
You getting beat by the Internet and your Ipod
The label don't want you to be
with a vest under the Izod
Wanna beat you man I ain't got to try hard
You getting beat by the Internet and your Ipod
The label don't want you to be
GAME!
Stuck In this game
I'm never blame
I love this game
I wanna be a fame
Stuck In this grind
Major label suck
Ain't see me like they blind
Give my
couldn’t check me
Like a game nig**, king me
Go on and make a move, it’s all on you
Playing by the rule, is what I do
I could chew it up nig**, M&M’s
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