Lyrics:
Aye
Bitch I said I'm the goat you know this
I treat a beat like a boat I rode this
I got this game I'ma load recode this
I got my raps up primary
the rap bus
I ride the rap bus man driven by gus
He got stops by us man
He picks us up every day man
He tells us hey hey hey
When he puts us in the back
He
it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've been to
Like the pussy, don't push me
I ain't no killer, but you know the rest
You think I caught
the fuck did he get his damn raps from
"I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed"
I'm low down and I'm shifty!
And if you hear a man that sounds like me
b-r-e-a-d way before this rap game nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy, niggaz 'member
Earl, Brat, and Denell dem boys from Vallel
At every
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
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Came a long way from Maydays to Paydays and I ain't finna stop here my niggas out here
Used to stressed by the drama and hoes but not no more not no
Greetings, earthlings
We have now taken over your radio
Goin' straight through the hole
You ain't got no game
I'm breakin' ya out the frame
bookin' lil nigga
Uh, wanna change the game
I done changed so much, I swear I ain't the same
Rap been going down, and I ain't to blame
I don't need your
They know who I am, I get ambushed
Mess with the fam and get your ass whooped
Tell the rap game this an ambush
I'm not scared
I'll ride on every one
been so damn good
(Said this rap game's been good to me)
Hard times
(But I don't know how long that's gonna be, yeah)
I hope I don't go back
takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder bout
I'm out
My raps
main
$hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin' to leave this game
State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to make
Writing raps, makin' more than
Times we go for you'll need to understand
The games we are playing are not always planned
I'm not just new, I've only just began
The raps and notes for
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
momma ran with and your sister wants his
Am on Top of this game and your fave is just rap name
I just Light my joint number one is where I live now
Your
Chokeslammed to the ground by God himself
I thought I told you to rap battle the em
Ugh can I have your attention please
Fan the fire of redemption
involved.
Dragon is up.
Thanos onboard.
Bad to the bone.
With a little bit of klaus in my heart.
Pull d game up by d loophole.
Watch me give d game
Cash out, cash in, age 17
Get the guap
Get the guap, 'bout to seize the fucking block
Cash out, cash in, age 17
Blew up rap game, age 15
Niggas
dare you say that is cap
Damn I'm so hungry, my lines got mouths and they eating up pages
That's why some might degrade us, but we loyal to rap, game
And you can ask around town
I can tell you feel the need to know me
Rap's most prized possession
(Shit) I fucked the game up
The sound of the crowd you
written for me
I put my all in this rap shit
I'm told that it's a long roaded game
My feelings numb call it novacane
It bothers me how they'll know ya song
Blurred rap guys is buyin' by like flies on a turd
Preemo and Royce surprise 'em, eye-to-eye 'em, they scurred
Slur intended, demented, got some nerve
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