Lyrics:
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
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
ain't in my game plan
In some chalk
[Chorus]
It's The Jacka
Mista Cali Co packa
I got the
The major slice in a Acura
Imagine bein' brought
No clothes, no
There you lay
All by yourself
So please allow me
To introduce myself
I welcome you
To the house of sin
Open your mind
And let the games
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
a bitch is only good for a duck head.(quacka)
USD, Grade A pure jaw-jacka
Low self-esteem nigga can't out mack her
Bring her to the world of a low down
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
can't you see
I'm just trying to be all I can be
Oh, yeah
I had a whole lotta bitches in my lifetime
I been blessed with the game always say the right
lawn houses, housing all your fears
Desensitized by TV
Overbearing advertising, god of consumerism
And all your crooked pictures looking good
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Think
see
The day when I would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and get around, that's my word
See you walkin' and you lookin' good
wasn't for you
I miss my fuckin' homeboys
I wish, I could bring em' back
Big Benz with the slap, in the back, by the pack
And if you can't move them,
The flow o' the century, always timeless, HOV!
Thank you for coming out tonight
You could of been anywhere in the world, but you're here with us
We
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
'Cause they can't
Take it from you
They never understood what you've been through
What's life without pushing?
They can't believe what you put
saying around here
Spit good game on my pills, stack in the bag then we chill
Someone's ass can't fit in the chip, beat it up while I put on the hip
Dominicans wish that I was born there
I'm lookin' to be the God MC
You look at my hat and see thorns there
I look at the game and see porn there
I'm
big chunks of hash
When I score with a whore she be game for sure
Pimp so hard, a nigga drag his mink on the floor
Won't you admit it? I ain't gotta
bought you another-
I'll come and slide by 8PM
What did I do to deserve you?
Don't even know what I did
Been' prayin' on it since a kid
I guess
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
for a real thug
This is not a game
I'm from Compton too, shoutout to Game
Give me a pair of shoes
Finna skydive off the peak of my career
Though it's
appreciate you, ma, I can tell by the way he hold you
He don't love you like I can love you, or squeeze you like I squeeze
I'll make your neck pop back
There's the Reds and there's the Greens
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are
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