Lyrics:
ain't no rules when you in this game
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
how I feel
We the last of the real (We the last of the real)
They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel
We the last of the real (We the last
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Yeah hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Now I've been in this game
catch with a balloon
Even this my legwork is Kanu
Daz how star do whatt
She see hood game she say that's bamboo that's bamboo
We don't really use to do
what the lord gave to me
But I don't appreciate is how these niggas be hatin' me
What is it is it the car is it the jewels
Is it the shoes
Or do
this is just a game
Nobody's to blame
We are running, chasing
And get bitten by a snake
We do make mistakes
Let's just take a break
Let's have fun
our women
Do we hate our women?
Now since we all came from a woman
Got our names from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from
the aim
Rules are made by you(made by you)so nobody to blame
Let's Go
Life is a game, the game of games
Everybody is playing the game ,without knowing
How the hell I did it? I let God ad lib it
I put that on Leetwood, I ain't lying one sentence
Bitch, I started with a dollar and a dream
We went from
the fame
Do anything for clout
& sell they soul for a name
Seasons often change
So why we stay the same
Getting killed by the cops
Shot close fucking range
you're life)
Every year everybody be waitin' on me to do this (I know)
It's crazy how Karen Civil robbed Joyner Lucas (Karen)
Funny thing about it is we
the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
Who would've thought in my Life
That I'd be right here
Living life right here
The game's saturated illuminated It's real
Who would've thought in my
from
Niggas on Xannies
Mommy on crack how we going
To feed the family
Might as well start selling it
Everybody inhaling it young, black
And intelligent
don't mean nothin'
What is game? Who got game?
Where's the game in life, behind the game behind the game
I got game, she's got game
We got game, they
don't mean nothin'
What is game? Who got game?
Where's the game in life, behind the game behind the game
I got game, she's got game
We got game, they
life, if you'd save mine
I feel your pain, do you feel mine
Because this life is a game I don't know how to play
Because this life is a game I
And Betrayal is the name of the game
I'll be up all night to take back the A.M
And all the time I lost by, your betrayal
Now you're gone, I don't know how
please do not send 'em at
My head i just wanna have a conversation
About how we playin' radio's game khaled
You a real nigga khaled you a real
Nigga, you
Yeah ahhhh blind Game, blind Game, yeah we running round, we Chaising dis game,
You know, yeah it's freaky (GrEEns) but we know where we come forward
the game
We can do the damn thang, thang, thang
Open your legs
Got me marchin' like it's a million, you tremble from the feelin'
Look up, cause I got
games, nigga bust him in the brains (him in the brains)
Third Ward soldier (soldier)
Live it how we get it (how we get it)
Bust 'em if they playin',
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
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