Lyrics:
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
Uh huh
Blackhand Entertainment
Roc a Fella Records
In association with the streets
The Black Gangster
In conjunction
With everything
into a pot!
He said, "Do I like this?
Oh, no! I do not.
This is not a good game,"
Said out fish as he lit.
"No, I do not like it,
Not one little bit!"
and down
Swimming in my fish bowl
Nobody knows my name
Nobody plays my game
So my little fish
What do you want to be
Knowing you won´t
Reach for the sea
Love for sale, love for sale
I picked up the phone, I called everyone I could
I let my fingers do the walking through the telephone book
You can't
I don't know how I'm gonna tell you
I can't play with you no more
I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me
My friend the boy next door
I
Don’t want nobody to die
Don’t want to have to ride but in this game
I guess that’s just the way
I guess that’s just the way have it your way
It’s
I don't know how I'm gonna tell you
I can't play with you no more
I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me
My friend the boy next door
I
up by the afternoon
Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic
Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics
Say the street lights, just came
had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool
Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay cool
The fish were a bitin' we're gonna have fun
Then a big man come and say I'm a game warden
And he chases me and brother Bill away
He said take 'em out
guns but us
Don't place blame on video games
Marilyn Manson or NWA
How can we blame them for the situation?
When an Alzheimer's patient
Leads
right, right there
Little hen, little hen
What game should we play and when?
Little cat, little cat
Oh, why do you look so blue?
Did somebody paint you
Blackhand Enertainment roc-A-Fella Records
In association with the streets
The Black Gangster
In conjunction with everything official yeah
I ride
teeth
Now I'm a be brief
Be true to the game
A message to the oreo cookie
Find a mirror and take a look, G
Do you like what you see?
But you're
association get an advance
She's jus tryna drink her way to the dance
Attention calling- but your boy had plans
Just the same old
I been calling game tho
the blues
Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well
He'd whisper in my ear and say, "Now look out, gal,
There's always a ne'er do well gonna call you the fool"
the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool
Greed, hate, envy but cake will do
Fuck the game don't let the game Fuck you now
Follow the rules stay cool
The fish were a bitin' we're gonna have fun
Then the big man come said I'm a game warden chases me and brother Bill away
We take 'em out of sack
Working girls don't stand a chance
Typing pools are full deadly fish
Office Romeos believe
Dictation is the statutory dish
Do they want you
hear is switch
Plague drilling the tray
Lets figure the game 7 nigga play
I slap the rap and your teen mascot
Do the poke game interview rocking
A Gucci
communication,
for your love, support and education
I feel elevated just by association
You make me feel like there's no limitations
The kingdom is our destination
I don't do the Juicy Crab shit, you boujee bitches (hahahaha)
Pyrex pot water, nothin' but fish scale (yeah)
Flip phone still beam, but it got
Now she hoppin' out the Range Rover in PJ's, Louis frames
Ain't new to game, she true to game, ain't doin' lames
If opportunity knock, we'd bet you do
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