Lyrics:
on my Mac mane
The crack game ain't shit
Niggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G
I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my
it called me back
Forget my pride shit I even quit my job
For the one that I love to work music
Recognised by my art that I spill in my game
Pour my
the hardest
As far as this rap thing, toured continents
Been a monster since I stepped on the scene
'Fore this rap game in the
Zone slingin' to fiends
Chrome
no days off. I’m hungry. I’m a glutton (Greedy)
Car salesmen saw my post by snoop. Now they rap all of sudden (They tripping)
Got em all rapping like
and Cali G
Big Ed, see-Murder, and Master P
Gettin' paid in the rap game
Some real players, from the streets man (From the streets man)
Just a player
ka rap kap bouche tou nan game nan se yo m pa feel...
Verse 2 (Kouplè 2)
Check it, siw panse mwen gen bon rap.
Check it, siw panse rap mwen gen fwap.
Game is mind
So I sit back and recline
You better recognize
I caught them haters by surprise
Game on in the zone
I'm stacking Platinum Plats
Who I be
a murder route, I'm out
My raps play the part like in Get Smart
Secret agent and amazin', styles blazin'
Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in the Days Inn
snitching he is a rat
He showed 12 where them shooters at
If the rap game was a track
I'd be Usain Bolt when I am running laps
Running laps
Running laps
górę kielon czystej
Piją mordy wszystkie ladies trzęsą tyłkiem
Niech żyje bal odrobiny poody game'a
A nie którzy by głosili i płynie fala new wave'a
temi ba play, ko seni to le sope kin pause
Give em the bars one by one
You dey win (Ehn) me I won
I'm the best I'm the one
I'm genius, e-yin genuine worm
that fame, you might claim
Couldn't stand up by my rap name
You might be good, I don't care
I've been rapping like this 13 long years
I got more
own words and have at this
You could save the game you could be the rap baptist
All you got to do is learn to make a damn track list
Next day schools
This ain't no rap phase
This rap game like a cascade
Godson, flow like these my last days
This ain't no rap phase
This rap game like a cascade
God
nowhere, but we gon' give you another chance, alright
But when you get on here, we need you to rap for your life. Rap like the rents do, the light bills do,
Missed interviews and lateness/ Losing patience/
Rap interludes with Faceless, how the days go by?/ Life is the age old high/
As I return with the fire
stumped by the simplest questions
And everything they think is deception as they sink in depression
No telling where our life's headed, I'm light-headed
me
I been a drink champ before the ink stamp
These bullets interrupt when you speaking, I call them shots Nore
You not Horry
This ain't game six
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
much that I can never repay him
But I'ma start with a brand new Mercedes maybe some grand babies
This rap game is do or die
This rap game is do or die
So
game lan
Gen sa ki fini ki ret la jis paske yo gen non
Rap punchline kounya yo pa woule
Ou grennen yon plòt ou fè yon hit pou'w soti ou ta dwe kagoule
M
trouble by the police
I'm a change the whole rap game trust me
I'm a make it way better then it used to be
If you don't believe me then sit back and wait
rocks to pebbles
And leave them hanging by the tracks
I got seventeen raps in a clip
So put your hands up, cause it's all about love here
I got seventeen
scheme
Got me chasing dreams and living my own dream
Rap Fame brings me joy in melodies untold
Surrounded by artists who never fold
Together we
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