Ah man game don't tell me you love her I mean I like the bitch I don't love her Next thing you know you gun be all Boogo upped with her and shit, fuck
[Dr. Dre] The streets is talkin' Sayin Dre done changed And he aint been to the hood, well how the fuck i find game? I studied this rap shit, still a
flip that Let me put you on the game, let me put you on the game Let me put you on the game, let me put you on the game I'll show you where The Bloods
, the, game, don't, change [Verse 2 - The Game] I heard they got Bloods in New York now Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I need that love Front court at the Knicks game
win This is real we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in is full of pressure and pain Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game Used to see
Got to live for today 'cause tomorrow ain't promised to me Don't just want a piece, I want my whole destiny If you got it, I'm gone take it If you're
the truth you were caught up in the game and now it's caught up to you, baby don't worry about it ima be right here waiting on you [Game] It use to
An' I brought an' I brought an' I brought dreams Dreams, dreams an' I brought you all my dreams 'Cause I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
and hit it doggy style before I go out Until they sign my death certificate, all eyes on me I'm still at it, illmatic and that's the documentary, documentary
winners win this is real we aint gotta pretend the cold world that we in its full of pressure and pain enough of me nigga now listen to game (Game) used
of Compton Put your hands together for game bitch Yeah, mothafuckas, Compton's back on the mothafuckin' map Aftermath in that ass bitch, game let's go
Game - Like Father, Like Son Lyrics Add to MyLyrics | Submit Corrections [Verse 1: The Game] June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters
how that low rider bounce off the flo', you ain't know? (I can take you higher) It's the motherfuckin' chronic nigga thats whatsup, roll that blunt (I can take you higher) G-Unit, Shady Aftermath, I'm the motherfuckin' game
Bentley, unh Em' came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun Fuck a one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time [Verse 5 - The Game
bitches Or put 'em on a track like Just Blaze I look down on hoes and look up to Dre, 'cause ain't No More Fun and Games I'm like Dre, Eazy, Cube, King
[Verse 1: The Game] June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital
own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When you a bad boy, niggas don't wanna see you shine Dre said it's my turn, he call it game time 23" lexanis
gotta talk to who I gotta write I want my unsigned hype Like Kanye want his five mics Aiight, I handle bars you ain't gotta ride a bike To peep game
