Lyrics:
I been on the block made a killing off cocaine
Ain't no rules in the dope games
Clutching choppas when the door swing
I pour a 4 just to ease
the time and she in a hurry
She'll be lyin' with you if you namin' the right price
But she cryin' by the end of the nice night
But she's so used to the game
the beginning
Until this point the Crack has been winning
Weakening hearts, corrupting minds
A stone cold killer, very easy to find
And once he's caught by
the hot girls at) [Repeat: x6]
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
The game is to be sold not to be told, ha ha
Now this No Limit shit, No Limit nigga
Everybody
Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9's
Bad motherfucker
Bad motherfucker
Bad motherfucker
Bad motherfucker
Game on, take it low
Shot by shot, find my flow
I'm stepping up, teeing up
Up
The same nigga that got that otha Nigga, went got another nigga
Now sumthin wrong wit this fuckin picture
Why these niggas still living
All these killers
your hood
And change your block
Then the game was all for nothing
Bangers, thugs, killers, drugs
Dealers too happy to bleed
The aftermath of willingness
might be struck by lightning
If I ever think about makin her wifey
That'll be, level 10 blasphemy
You bother me and I'll wring
You by ya collar B
I know
Pain in the game
Pain in the game
I know we get tired of the pain in the game
Yo yo
Pain in the game
Pain in the game
I know we get tired of the pain
fouyan
And settle for crumbs and croutons
I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killers
Bitch niggas get swallowed by
That's what we live by, die for it
I got homies standing firm doing time for it
We have 5K1 [?] killers [??]
We gon bust that nigga, fuck that nigga!
out the game)
Because that's when them folks sliding through
Them they main days, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays (get yo' money and get out the game
I been styled by June, had styles on my tunes
So my sense of style'll prove I'm that dude
And if you choose, you can install a webcam
And she'll be
from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows
Party On Westwood but this a bit different
Look for a killer I fit the description
You try making trouble your ass will go missing
It's Scally
It's Napoloeon Bonaparte
The rebirth of a killer and I'm looking for a woman like Joan of Arc
That's got so much heart
We can make an army
on a million
It can't get by me (Get by me)
Bridges burn, lesson learned
She know things change (Change)
Money earned, friends turned
It's a mean game (Mean
you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game
(Steel Banglez)
Chyeah
Morrisson
Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all (bounce y'all)
Instructions to this game, is instinct mixed with knowledge
I'm a player in
patrol I'm a cop by myself
The least I can do for the game is to bring it alive then get all the bag
But fuck it I'm on it we on it we all the way up
get eclipsed
And then I star in the movie (LexNour)
Where the underdog leaves the
Wholе game straight confused
You think you rappin' with a
God, you
a Grammy like Killer Mike, uh
I'm a underdog like Killer Mike, yeah
Took a lot of Ls tryna win the fight, ooh
Got back up, I'm still alright, yeah
I be
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