Lyrics:
impressed by the way I'm living
There ain't gonna be a dollar missing
Cooking up like we in the kitchen
I ain't gonna take an intermission
Living how I'm
still, codeword for reggies
I ain't sign a deal yet, fuck it, I don't need 'em
Everybody with me eatin' free my niggas 'til I see 'em
He ain't dead we
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
Hmm, you tryna' get some good fame ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' slang in the rain ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' save for the Range ain't cha?
Hmm, you
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say 'What it is'
You scream 'What it ain't'
(Battle zone, Goodie)
switch my colors
I'll get nabbed by the feds
And I ain't ever listen to
What Simon never said
'Cause last time he told me something
I was almost dead
M spaced C spaced D
Mc D
We gotta look out for our people
Because we keep just dying
BROWN MON Down
It ain't no game It ain't no game It ain't no
how many tapes will it take for us to pop, to the top
Cause I'm TRU to this
No Limit, my click we ain't new to this
King George, Young Silkk,
the game
I'll be damned if a thin' changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustlin' to make a million, Lord knows
Ain't no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
the right stars all lined up
Looking back behind us
We ain’t have options we tried stuff
Some shit ain’t sink in but I felt that
Like dry rub
Toes down and my
to the wall
ain't no fun like a game of hardball
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, ooh I got you out
Without
[Virtual Vicky]
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say: "What it is."
You scream: "What it ain't
the game
Take it by storm now they see the flame
Way up we go we don't live the same
Way up we go and we takin' names
Way up we shot and we took the game
the game
Everybody and they mama asking why
But I'm in the game, live by the game and in the game I'mma die
I'm in the game, I live the game
Think
money hustle daily, I ain't hard to find
First its fuck you then its pay me, I ain't hard to find
Finesse the game we taking over, I ain't hard to find
We know game
We know game
We know game
We know game
Y'all thought, y'all thought we was a game, bitch
We know game (Drop that beat!)
Ball
Life ain't fair, it ain't right
We gon' fall, we gon' fight until we die
Overtime
Let's have a toast to the good life
I'd say I made it, I ain't
your stars spin
This hard shit
Worthless piece of shit
You ain't got it like that
This that dark shit, dark shit
Bravo six we going dark, shit
You
Alien
King Bison
Yeah
Shoutout Killavic
Shoutout Killavic Baby
Came in the game in the clutch
Claiming a name that they trust
Man ain't shit to us
Here we go again, it's the game we love
Sheets all over the floor and they laced with drugs
You ain't play your cards right, you had the Ace
Realest niggas in the game left
Realest niggas in the game left
Realest niggas in the game left
As I look around we the realest in the game left
Uh huh
Yea
You know I
CHORUS
I love this game
Way above this game
Survive and maintain to run this game
Chi-Town to Hollywood ain’t none changed
I
[Chorus:]
U Can Go And Get Ya Boys We Ain't Worried Bout U,We Ain't Worried Bout U, Nigga We Ain't Worried Bout U, And You Can Go And Get Ya Toys, We
it cool
Baby, I ain't playing by your rules
Everything look better with a view
We play games of love to avoid the obsession
We been here before and I
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