Lyrics:
Me and my homies, we tighter than a glove
We chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'Cause we
on or how
Many bricks they flippin and I mean
I really don't need to hear that shit
To be honest with you dawg
It's cool you flip birds
Don't bring that shit
there won't be no ho in us
They pop shit like they're gonna do shit but no one does
From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed
stunting, yeah, we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do
This is how we do
Rap game Ted Koppel in Versace boxers
I valeted the chopper on top
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
Late night, all alone by myself, glass of wine drink by myself
Think of this line how should I tell
Try not to be too hard sell, I cannot help but
it if I tried, homie, how 'bout that
See I'm a student of the game, so simple and plain
But I'ma to take it back to before I ever sat first class
We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
we know a tech, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how
a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal, others
love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video
patrol I'm a cop by myself
The least I can do for the game is to bring it alive then get all the bag
But fuck it I'm on it we on it we all the way up
different heat
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat
So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we
Ohh! Stat Quo! Here we go!
C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (Ha)
Let's do it, man (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uhh)
Shady, Aftermath
(Sound, without focus, is just
ya got bout four, five hoes
'Bout six, seven pounds of tha dro, Faybo unleashed a roll at tha do'
Tha game old, speakin' of tha game, no smoke
I always
like murder
We want justice
Ay yo Game, I had a crib out there, I used to live out there
So I know how niggas feel out there
People stressing,
the opposite
Then how am I independent and
The game's still profitin'?
It's not supposed to happen, they cappin'
I'm a goddamn savage when rappin'
Gas mask yo'
are not special
We're young, we tend to do extra
But this is not regular this is familiar
You and your games, im starting to get sick of em
Memories I
every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think
a boss
Niggas would've laughed if the squad woulda took a loss (Damnnnn)
Was down all game but we caught up
Look you shoulda seen how we were brought up
niggas hoes gon be hoes
Niggas gon be niggas hoes gon be hoes
I didn’t make the rules that’s
Just how the game goes
I didn’t make the rules that’s
Just how
Worldwide tour, with skirts screamin our name
The hits dont stop because the game wont change
all we goin to do is maintain, maintain
The hits dont
Wake wake
Nigga We Still Winnin!
Aye Folgers coffee had to wake them up
Came up by the boot straps
Bitch we had to lace them up
Aye baby tried to back
standin' on my word, ain't no need for playin' games (I'm standin' on my word)
Me holdin' you down, I just want you to do the same
(Holdin' me down,
eyes front
Show passion but be blunt
Real talent don’t need stunts
Watch how you see me stunt
Play games I ain’t got time
Till I’m six feet and my soul
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