Lyrics:
Ayoo, ayoo, ayoo
We're back again with it
It's Joey Kay Brn Agn
Y'all already know how we do this
(Shoe game, sh sh sh game shoe)
It's another banger
is by HIS grace (by HIS grace)
Everywhere I turn it's fame
Making money that's the game (that's the game)
We about to make it rain
Cause we always make
watch that
Need to relax (Relax) (Yah, yah, yah)
The game, the game, the game
If you ain't playing then you getting played
The game, the game, the game
I
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
game it ain't the same, so don't cry baby
Just sit by Mixxy, but dimed us cam D
So I stack my backpack (for the raps), going to Cali (comin back)
Tricks
And we could joke around
That's fine by me
Don't have to talk it out
Just tell me what you really feeling
Can you just tell me what you feeling
Don't want
Sometimes I get lost in my own mind
I be on my own time
I don't need a co-sign
I find comfort in creative destruction
So by the time you hear
It's no games
It's no games
It's no games
No games
It's no games
It's no games
It's no games
No games
No games
It's no games
No games
No games
It's
Even if them talk bad about you
its alright amma stand by you
See amma stand by you
And even if the world says loving you is not right
surely surely
disco stick
I wanna kiss you
But if I do, then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants
disco stick
I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play,
(Aha)
Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers kidnapped the game
I know the biggest in the business, and no joke
Half of 'em
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
your games
Remember The account thing that was my first red flag
You could never understand how that made me made me mad
By doing that it's like
(You done messed up now, Aaron)
Ooh
The game is the game (game)
You wake up, packs gone and they raided you again
Not mad 'cause the game is
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game
First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back
This is indo, produced by Timbo
Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain
the game
Everybody and they mama asking why
But I'm in the game, live by the game and in the game I'mma die
I'm in the game, I live the game
Think
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas fuckin' up the game, game, game
By the way
This ain't a motherfucking, diss
This the motherfucking, truth
Bitch
Is you willing to hide
Life is weird
passing by
Different strangers
Know my name
That's the price
That comes with fame
The games is the game
The game
War games! War games
This is y2k, mang, challenging the law games
War games! War games
ICBMs with a distance of more range
War games! War games
goes one by one and two by two
She will say she has fallin' for you (Little games, little games)
She goes one by one and two by two
She will slowly
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