The Game - MTV Rap Fix Freestyle Lyrics

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The Game - Change Your Life Lyrics

The Game - Change Your Life Lyrics

ER nigger fuck your baby momma
Fuck all of her friends than I not I am a not
Follow my on twitter nigger don’t be that bidder if that’s your girl
Nigger I …for .. got stabs on my .. that don’t mean I can’t get her naked
Check it 45 for my necklace .. so reckless tell your girl I got a hard dick for red lips
Tell her the sexiest tell her the text is tell her to pick me up in the ex shit
Not for long graduated for Stanford so our .. came strong
She look good in dress used to see her in the down
Get her so wet she could .. a bomb ass so white make a nagger wanan tap
Pussy so tight feel my hand like a snack ..almost fell in love but a nigegr had to snack back
.. Mister .. you ain’t like me catch my with a .. ice tee
You ain’t heard .. put your ass down like the six four round .. I only got one night in this town


Chorus
Stars are ..
Time to put the bottle in the ice
.. one night I can sleep it right
Girl tell me what you want
Everything comes with a ..
I just want a little time maybe ..
I have been waiting for this moment all my life
Give it to me how I want you know how I want it

Started out with .. drop that ass off
Got to keep the meter running
Got 3 thousand hits .. mother fuckers
Now I am rocking with the greatest .. blood diamonds
..welcome to flight school .. i need a parasute
Baby I am on my shit .. nobody fucking with me …
Tell your bitch .. get on these hoes .. all I wanna do is .. with the crew
Next day she is like you owe me an apology
.. why you are following me .. bitch why you ain’t swelling

Chorus
Stars are ..
Time to put the bottle in the ice
.. one night I can sleep it right
Girl tell me what you want
Everything comes with a ..
I just want a little time maybe ..
I have been waiting for this moment all my life
Give it to me how I want you know how I want it

The Game - Yesterday Lyrics

The Game - Yesterday Lyrics

All we got is each other
So let's go
Maybe you should stay a while for the night
Maybe you should stay a while in your life
Cause I don't want to be alone...
Let me see your hands if you wanna stay

Every beginning has it's end
And every rapper baby mamma has.
So I say it's ok to have friends
Take the haters cause without they ain't shit
Take the... all my haters on my dick
I am so... on a certain I am not real
Nigger what you steal now I am jeopardizing my deal
Teach these haters so I teach these haters
... where I can see them cause I... these haters
... hate on my... to hate on my bitch
... then I write this 7
Then already 8 I am not hungry no more I got 9 I am straight

I never thought I will be in this mansion
Only get enough to get dope
Going across california
A lot of homies are not my friends no more
I've been around the world
I've been with a lot of girls
Yeah I drink till a nigger...
Hang over 2 girls in my bed I don't know
Me and my guy... who ain't here no more
Rest in peace to all my dogs
This one here is for yo all
Keep your picture on my wall
And memories... all

[Chorus:]
In the club popping bottles with my homies
It feels like yesterday
Wake it up 2 girls in my bed
Saying let's do it again like yesterday
On the freeway... staring at it but you can't have it
Tonight we're going in same thing tomorrow
We don't even talk about yesterday

On sunday I am in church with my daddy
In saturday I am drinking... work in miami
... new york don't give a fuck about what the haters say
I do it big that's the only way
... at 21 I had a white... freeway... bad day
Cruising on a good day I could say I get it on my way

[Chorus:]
In the club popping bottles with my homies
It feels like yesterday
Wake it up 2 girls in my bed
Saying let's do it again like yesterday
On the freeway... staring at it but you can't have it
Tonight we're going in same thing tomorrow
We don't even talk about yesterday

The Game - Mr West Money The Power Lyrics

The Game - Mr West Money The Power Lyrics

..middle finger to the fact that niggers hate…
Give me a pink cup to pour my rose in
I’m in the same car with…
..this is a celebration,
So get your hands up, nigger get your hands up!
Now, which one of us is really Mr. West?
Prolly the one of us that really need to wear his vest
And I'm just shootin' my nigga some subliminals
'Cause he got all the bitches and I be with all the criminals
..sound like some crazy…
Now, when you see me, I’m the..
…but you don’t know it’s me, though
..man, when I shoot, get the bus like we do.
Technical niggers, get the morphine, you niggers,
Hit your block in …
Just circle it, niggers!
..I’m serving, you niggers
I didn’t think I’ve been.. serving you niggers,
And it ain’t lights and… when I’m serving you, niggers,
..put the bullshit out, I hope it worths for you, nigger,
..i got the… for you, niggers!

Chorus:
Like, uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Neah, which one of us, is really Mr. West?
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Neah, which one of us, is really Mr. West?

..eat your money up, you know how ‘em whores do
.. I swear to God they gonna love you,
..wait to be undercover.
I’m six five, nigger, basketball size,
Like I can’t fuck with basketball wives,
I’d be your basketball.. with your basketball..
..watch a basketball game!
Damn! But I ain’t talking about …
I ain’t talking about…
I’m just talking about game!
That’s.. and the boy got…
The boy got…
Jeeze, in the parking lot, the niggers talk a lot,
The way… hip hop should be a better shot.
… cash money big, are you trying to…
..somebody gotta call the shots!

Chorus:
Like, uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Neah, which one of us, is really Mr. West?
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Uh, Mr. west, Mr. West,
Neah, which one of us, is really Mr. West?

I guess is me, yo, the highest on the…
I get so much money, why the fuck would I wanna be ya?
Shit, I’ll be everywhere, but I will never see ya
So.. I’m a fucking, I’mma pee ya!

Sometimes I get .. I’m just happy to be alive…
Four hours later, …more children,
Feeling like, hey, Mr. West is in the building.
What happened to the competition?
Nigger, I killed ‘em!
Can’t drink crystal, and nigger hold children!
..like I know the niggers,
But haters says I fell off, I’m about to show the niggers,
Drinking … nigger, I’m so ..
Made my meal with Kevin Hood, nigger, just like…
I made it rain and… like I was big…
I made it rain.. when I was with…
I’ll be unstoppable like jump in!
Now I’mma take you back the way I got chopped in,
West Side … one team,

I just roll weed on your last album,
And after that I’m about to fuck your girl for about an hour!
Look around the club, all I see is cowboys,
Man, cause I gotta respect the money and the power!
I just roll weed on your last album,
And after that I’m about to fuck your girl for about an hour!
Look around the club, all I see is cowboys,
Man, cause I gotta respect the money and the power!

No one… they said that
..now they said that
You could thank me, now.. said that
Mind playing tricks .. only scar-face saying that!
But I’m about to.. hit the ..
Cut me for this Lakers game, nigger hate the game!
Sometimes I hate the fame, they hate my bitch, they hate my fame
I’m so hood, I might fly to New York and just take the train!
..just take the train
So if you’re in New York at two o’clock, don’t take the train!
I make nigger disappear, no… to blame
I’ll split your whole team up, no…
Four hours, twelve calls, but the flow stays the same….

I just roll weed on your last album,
And after that I’m about to fuck your girl for about an hour!
Look around the club, all I see is cowboys,
Man, cause I gotta respect the money and the power!
I just roll weed on your last album,
And after that I’m about to fuck your girl for about an hour!
Look around the club, all I see is cowboys,
Man, cause I gotta respect the money and the power!

The Game - Can You Believe It Lyrics

The Game - Can You Believe It Lyrics Ft. Lil Wayne Birdman

can you believe it?
can you believe it?
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)

young stunna, young stunna
the way that paint drippin it’s gon’ be a bloody summer
22 inches, all-red everything
that’s soo woo business, holla at ya 5
4, 3, 2, 1, bitch in the coppet
and my knot’s sick, i’m ill
i got a milli in my maze
red cardinal fitted, bitches feel me in the louie, yeah
red rubies in my watch and my chain
catch me in wade county, i’m the king like james
headed to the game, red challenger today
throwin’ up red flags like i’m challenging the play
tune, this shit retarded, i need a red helmet
and i’m all about my cake: red velvet
you can’t help it, gotta see what i got
it’s like ripley’s: believe it or not, you tell me

i’m a beast, believe that
stop playing, i go hard, i go he-man
young tune, break em off like a tree branch
play with me, you in hot water: tea bag
all-black maybach, call it decaff
and i just ordered your girlfriend some kneepads
can you believe the unbelievable?
bitch, i’m higher than venus, serena too
yeah, game, holla at ya: soo woo
young money bitch, we cold like two scoops
life’s a bitch and mine a diva
point the biggest skeptic out i make ‘em a believer

yeah, belee dat, a hundred on a marble floor
and everyday we on the grind tryna flip some more
ya understand, acres on that new land
suicide doors nigga, on that new lamb’
p-p-p-ssy poppin’ bullshit
bullshit aint shit nigga we the shit
we the business, louie on every trip
holiday everyday on the ym ship
cause everyday my sun shine
candy paint on the harley making headlines
belee dat
we good with this cake homie
belee dat, we ride every day homie

The Game - Standin On A Corner Lyrics

The Game - Standin On A Corner Lyrics Ft. Bob Wiz Khalifa

[Game - Verse 1]
Big blunts in the air, I dont even care
Spilling Ace of Spades on my all white airs
Stuntin in my J’s
I got every pair, they put out since ’85
Cus a n–ga bout his gear
Hoes all up in my ear, cus im stylin’
Try to go bottle for bottle with us,
Can’t do it, money we runnin through us
So competition throw the towel in
We over here, with fireworks up in the air
Bitches with good hair, cus you know we about to spark
Bobby Ray just walked in, Wiz about to park
The party bout to start, jewelry glowing in the dark
We got all the bitches wet, Skylar Diggins from the ?
and you know your boy is sharp, cus she in my bed
I tell her take her clothes off, and open her legs
Keep them Louboutins on when she giving head
Cus you already know my favorite colour RED!
Im gettin bread while im

[Game Chorus]
Standing on the corner
Watching my logo
I got my dime in the crib, iron in my Polo
Soon as your boy hit the streets, you know that I’m clean
So fresh and so clean, Outcast know what I mean
I throw that Andre 3000, one in the changer
And I dont ride through the hood, with out one in the chamber
You know i used to broke but… now n–ga im getting it

[B.o.B - Verse 2]
As I roll up up, I sit back and laugh in amazement
As how this all started in bottom of a basement
Back when i got started, n–ga saying “your shit is basic”
Now when you mention me, you must say Grammy nominated
All these haters drunk of hate, they basically wasted
Call a cab for these n–gas, cus they aint gon make it
Can somebody please tell me just where Bobby Ray is
Well he’s prolly faded, prolly in a spaceship
Prolly outside of his mind, cus you know he crazy
But I kind of dig his style, its pretty contagious
Man them… prolly doing him all kind of favors
I mean, it’s gotta be absolutely outrageous
Well, I couldn’t tell you what it is
More people tell me that they down, the bigger that I get
But I just keep doing my thang, cruise control in my own lane
And let these suckas complain

[B.o.B - Chorus 2]
Im standing on the corner, watching the world go
I got my dime in the crib, holding up their dolo
Soon as your boy hit the stage you know the screaming
Its that pandemonium, if you know what i mean
I throw that Eastside up, Compton to Decatur
And on the Westside, I hit the homie Game up

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 3]
I used to be letting on, now the n–gas listening
Big money talk, big joint to spark
These Jordans on my feet, that’s hoe big money walk
Shawty give me head, like she don’t need body parts
Running my city like the King of New York
Poppin’ champagne, hit him with the cork
Eating so good, n–ga need a fork
And i ball hard, n–ga need a court
The way lil mama give me brain, i swear she must have been a dork
Durrrrrr, you know me i keep one rolled up
Smoking with my bitch from overseas, where my Porsche from
And these hating n–gas get no love
I be rolling weed, getting rich, f-cking they bitch
Letting you spend all of your m, sending her on trips
I meet her there, you know, ‘cus you smell the weed in her hair
You worried bout me keeping it player, instead you failed
Treated her fair, don’t need to look, she in the air

[Wiz - Chorus 3]
Standing on the corner, talking that shit
You ain’t really saying nothing, just hating of him
Every time i’m in my car i’m smoking that green
Even though this real life, its like a movie scene
I ain’t in the club …
It don’t matter where I go, I’m throwing my gang up
Nobody used to know me but but
Now a n-gga famous, now a n–ga famous

The Game - Wow Ft. Gucci Mane Lyrics

The Game - Wow Ft. Gucci Mane Lyrics

My cup, my bitch niggers, everything major
My niggers they shoot like Indiana Pacers
Indiana hoosers don’t need more about the laser
…your fucking team up, meaning …
Red phantom pink slip, everything paid for
Black 24’s lips fatter than fantasia
Had a bitch from Asia, put her up on the …
And her name Su Wu, isn’t it ironic?
My bars great … and when I …
Respect me like Mohamed, but nigger I’m not Islamic
On above my profit, ain’t you in the cockpit
Devil when … heaven’s the only option
Ain’t you on the hood like reverend runs …
The day I’m feeling good riding in his holy ghost
Hate me like I’m god … wanna see you deceased
Break the 6th commandment if you run upon this Jesus peace

[Chorus]
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow, wow

Balling, like a …
I’m not an athlete but it’s a …
I’m on a great run, the world love me
So love or hate me, it’s all gravy
So icy, so … ice cream on my face it ain’t your face nigger
I’m on my grind custom, yeah my grind custom
While you cross counters, we cross continents
Yellow diamonds on my wrist looking like a arm…
I’m not a pumpkin, I trap …
I got irons, squares for you
Power for goons, prepare for you
So where the move blood…
I’ma straight dog, I keep a …
So where the move blood…
I’ma straight dog, I keep a …

[Chorus]
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow, wow

…we on a something major
Chains, Gucci, light it up like Vegas
Down goes Frasier, my shooters like …
And we keep that new pain run when you see them lasers
We bring them trailblazers smoking kush from the majors
Still trapping …
Quit clapping, what’s happening for 5 that you…
Keep clapping, I’m clapping, …we takers
Nigger … cellophane
Get your boss on your phone cause we don’t fuck with middle men
Hit your boss at your home fucking with my middle man
Where I’m from it’s off … for just a kilogram
Gucci they talking about that tattoo up your face
Must of forgotten them boys you shot nigger murder was the case
This summer is … and a motherfucker safe
And in a fall, I couldn’t … mill in a fucking safe

[Chorus]
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow
Wow I whip like wow, I whip like gig like … ice style
I move like wow, I’m smoking right now
… say aw, cause my gun go pow, wow.

The Game - Shit On You Lyrics

The Game - Shit On You Lyrics

Mama was a roller stone papa one shit
she was just a quick f*ck and i was just a quick nut
she call his name she turn around like b*tch what
and i’ll be stunned like my daddy, b*tch what?
f*ck a b*tch truck, f*ck the dick suck
put me in the battle with everybody get ricked up
like a hundred dollar bill straight dripped up my ball ..
.. i came back with ..
No ..tell boy you test blood real niggas in my roots like quest love
Get drama some white on white Porsche i ..get some
And f*ck a life ..
I’m roll nigga Eddie Murphy she see me grabbing my ..
yeah she thirsty yeah she jerk me all over the f*ck the ..

The .. in my toilet i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in toilet and i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in my toilet i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in toilet and i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you

keeeping you and the look. com
keeping you and the look.com
keeping you and the look.com
keeping you and the look.com

Chorus:
The .. in my toilet i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in toilet and i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in my toilet i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you
The .. in toilet and i’m bout to take the shit on you, on you

The Game - Red Ft. Redman Lyrics

The Game - Red Ft. Redman Lyrics

[Intro - Redman:]
Redman in the building
Yo Game what’s good my nigga
Killa house
Black Wall Street what’s hood
You already know i’ma do it like this my nigga

[Verse 1 - Redman:]
Yo i’ve been hustlin’ that’s where the fuck Red been
It’s Redman, infrared with the hairpin
Trigga when the red ring, I got bitches in Washington after my red skin
Red, that’s the colour when it came out him
Red, that’s the name of the Game album
Red, I wear black I look fly
Red, I’m getting head in the red eye
Red, put in work
Red, keep the airport security on high red alert
Red, what’s up red
You know red tow up
Red, the colour that Baby and Wayne throw up
Redman, the red necks they can’t stand it
I got caught with their daughter red handed
Red, i’m not rich but the paper good
So bring it on a liner, big boy neighbourhood

[Hook - Redman:]
Red, yeah yeah boy you know me
Red, that’s the colour that my eyes be
Red, I’m on fire homeboy
And that’s that the colour that’ll show you that I’m hot

[Verse 2 - Game:]
You mention Redman the wrong way it’s red dots
I put you in the sky nigga, red fox
Yeah Red Rum, clock out the red beam
Give you red wings and I ain’t talking about the hockey team
I’m talking red rags hopping out of red rags
With a red bone can’t wear any Sinbads
And I’ve been bad before Michael Jackson was
That’s why the red album got a Michael Jackson buzz
I mean I should get a red Michael Jackson glove
And grab my dick, what’s happening blood
Or you can catch me on the red carpet
Bitch rocking red bottoms, you can call her red scarlet
And just like the store you can be a red target
My shit butter, you ain’t never seen red margarine
Red star with my face make ‘em talk a lot
Shut they ass up, red robbies in the parking lot

[Hook - Redman:]
Red, yeah yeah boy you know me
Red, that’s the colour that my eyes be
Red, I’m on fire homeboy
And that’s that the colour that’ll show you that I’m hot

The Game - 25 To Life Lyrics

The Game - 25 To Life Lyrics

25 to life no f*cking the road
Is enemies in this b*tch and i don’t trust the soul
So when i’m open here i’m eyes will make the best of it
Break to the law you take care of the rest of it
25 to life got me feelin like i’m stuck,
the only reason i survive is i don’t give a f*ck
None of bad luck and i ain’t never cry a tear never going home
Nigga f*ck around ..
25 to life

25 to life no f*cking the road
Is enemies in this b*tch and i don’t trust the soul
So when i’m open here i’m eyes will make the best of it
Break to the law you take care of the rest of it
25 to life got me feelin like i’m stuck,
the only reason i survive is i don’t give a f*ck
None of bad luck and i ain’t never cry a tear never going home
Nigga f*ck around ..
25 to life

25 to life no f*cking the road
Is enemies in this b*tch and i don’t trust the soul
So when i’m open here i’m eyes will make the best of it
Break to the law you take care of the rest of it
25 to life got me feelin like i’m stuck,
the only reason i survive is i don’t give a f*ck
None of bad luck and i ain’t never cry a tear never going home
Nigga f*ck around ..
25 to life

The Game - Out Of Towner Lyrics

The Game - Out Of Towner Lyrics

Sitting on the subway looking like who is that?
The boy got …hood New York….
You can never miss me, we are cool at that,
They love me, I holler like a ten dollar…
I spit that old street blues, yeah, .. rap
My style is big…
I said my style is big…
If I skip to next track…
Goes to Manhattan, see what…
..cause we’re … in the fashion!
Madison Square, Gandhi, feeling like…
Jordan’s… fresh to death, my gears in the coffin!
…nigger coughing and blowing…

Chorus:
Riding in the old train, listen …
I’m just riding in the old train, listen …
Riding in the old train, listen …
I’m just riding in the, old train listen …
Said I’m riding in the old train, listen to the…

..you nigger is copy pets, my style is…
I ain’t shot …cut me on cold weather,
And all I do is win,…
…niggers riding in,
Killers from ….niggers out here robbing ‘em,
And even get ..ain’t coming to him.
Keep thinking …that lien and how you…
…for God I was on the hook,
…for corner hustlers,
Bad kings, MCs all wanna fuck with us.
Blowing trees like the winter city,
Nigger, I blow trees in the winter city

Chorus:
Riding in the old train, listen …
I’m just riding in the old train, listen …
Riding in the old train, listen …
I’m just riding in the old train, listen …
Said I’m riding in the old train, listen to the…

I’ve been …
First forty eighty,
Ain’t nothing about the gold, damn, nigger my fans…
And ever since they locked my nigger’s old damn
Everything slow down, but my nigger… is on!
The homie… put the bosses on,
We blow horns like the dolphins’ song
And we don’t force the ..that new era fly off the..
I’m about to take my time to South beach,
I don’t even go to the games, but gotta…
Ain’t no tricking, daddy, ..have a couple mojitos to fuck him like the …
Riding down ..in a place they think I’m uncle Luke,
Tony Montana, who the fuck is you?
I’m the old West Side…

Chorus:
Riding in the fast lane, listen …
I’m just riding in the fast lane, listen …
Riding in the fast lane, listen …
I’m just riding in the fast lane listen …
Said I’m riding in the fast lane, listen to the…

The Game - Belee Dat Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
The Game - Belee Dat

[Hook]
Can you believe that?
Can you believe that?
Belee dat!

[Verse 1 - The Game]
The way that paint drippin it's gonna be a bloody summer
22 inches, all-red everything, that's Soo Woo business
Holla atchya 5 4 3 2 1 bitch in the coppet
And my knot's sick – I'll
I've got a million in my maze
Red Cardinal fitted, bitches feel me in the?
Red rubies in my watch and my chain
Catch me in Wade County, I'm the king like James
?
Throwing the red flags like I'm charging on the play
Tune – this shit retarded, I need a red helmet
And I'm all about my cake: red velvet
You can't help it, gotta see what I got
It's like Ripley's: Believe it or Not
You tell me

[Hook]
Can you believe that?
Belee dat!

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
I'm a B, believe that
Stop playing, I go hard, I go He Man
Young Tune, break em off like a tree branch
Putting you in hot water: tea bag
All-black Maybach, part?
And I just ordered your girlfriend some kneepads
Can you believe the unbelievable?
Bitch, I'm higher than Venus. Serena too...
Yeah, Game, holla atchya: Soo Woo!
Young Money bitch, we cold like two scoops
That bitch?
Gotta make them a believer

The Game - The Town Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
The Game - The Town

Back on the block, nigga, chains on the rocks, nigga
Used to move yey, I should throw up the roc, nigga
Back with the rocks, so I just throw up the mag
2 fingers: now get the ski mask!
This is body bag shit, that open the bag spliff
Open your lungs, a muthafuckin monster is what I've become
? hotter than pablo escobar's stove
Got the? queensbridge escobar flow
Brat! brat brat! 50 rounds'll knock you niggas down
Ben affleck from the town. this is my town nigga
King, mayor, all that. niggas better fall back
Bullets in your ballcap. p-u-s-s-y: that's what I call cats
Hardcore, die today if it brought biggie smalls back
Eyes low, 75 eighths, black war hat
Red album, bitch, everything else all-black
Eyes low, 75 eighths, black war hat
Red album, nigga, everything else all-black

Niggas keep saying that they run this town
They don't run this town, nigga I run this town
Niggas keep playing when we come around
I run them down, they wanted now

Niggas better break bread and niggas better fake dead
I step in front of the beam and take it off of dre's head
Everything's straight red: my bitch, my car, the tip of my cigar
My philly match my scarf
Y'all niggas pushing light weight
Ryan russell niggas falling down, tryna put a hand up in my face
The fucking music's in danger, ain't a mic safe
Mick bibby, mick vick, nigga, mike jake
4th album, cause I do my shit the right way
In life? the fans gon wait, so have a nice day
I'mma have a nice bitch sitting in the white 6
Coldest rapper alive: I write with an ice pick
And I'm white sick, meaning that my bars I'll
Fuck the world up, nigga, I'm an oil spill
In the 4-wheel, paint job orange peel, not like picasso, bitch
But I draw steel

Niggas keep saying that they run this town
They don't run this town, nigga I run this town
Niggas keep playing when we come around
I run them down, they wanted now

I ain't never gave no fuck, why would I start now?
Everytime I get on the track, it's black hawk down
I declare war, pulling niggas' cars now
And I ain't gotta fuck sarah palin to lay the law down
Birds: knock em all down
You could push a ford now
Used to ball like chris paul, I'm john ward now
Still bang dogg pound, I don't like how y'all soon
Nothing but a nigga in the real, try to floss now
I set the bridge on fire - try to cross now
Still fuck benzino, I don't care who run the source now
I got magazines inside of magazines
Woke up, laid everybody on the porch down
Kill the drums, the track is a corpse now
Spread my fingers when I chew? from georgetown
Think it's a movie?
But if it ain't a?
I'm busting with the 4 pounds

The Game - Drug Test Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
The Game - Drug Test(Ft. Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg)

[Dr Dre:]
I'm in this motherfucker doing what I wanna
10 bottles, 10 bitches go up out the sauna
Pull up in that Enzo then I do donuts
I'm that cool, cashews, make 'em all go nuts

[Game:]
Baby got ass I need me a shot of that
Lil mama get gangsta for me
Stuff it in your Prada bag

[Dr Dre:]
That's right
She got something that I wanna see
That's right, so if she leave
She fucking with me, that's life
Twerk somethin', work something', hurt somethin'
She wanna check, check this shit out like a verse coming
They rip they neck and run they mouth when they heard something
Dre dropped another one and fucked around and murdered somethin'
Club filled with dead bodies, if not than you a zombie
I'm not gon' feel sorry, you pass out from it
Get drunk, get blunted
Do what you wanna do, drug test on you

[Game:]
Lotta money when I talk
Big mills, big deals
'Bout a hundred in a vault
Sit still, that real
Lotta haters throw salt, they lost
Big Game give a fuck how you feel
I fear she just might just pop that pill
And feel on me all night till the tip spill
Tip scales with her waistline, sex with the bassline
She gon fuck a snare drum one drink at a time

[Dr Dre:]
Blow right, hoes fight over my name
I got my dough right, hustle running all in my veins
It's forty days, forty nights if I'm making it rain
I reign supreme, a bottle and some bomb-ass weed
Than we gooood!

[Chorus:]
If you got drugs in this motherfucker, ohh
Let me see your hands in the air
Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us
So let's get high off something, high of something, high of something
Till your motherfucking brain don't function
High of something, high of something
Ayy, what I supply taking you high?

[Game:]
Fireworks when I spark
Yellow tape, lotta chalk
Thought you said you a boss, big deal
Bitch chill, pulling out that black card
Showin' off big spendin', letting alcohol spill
I feel she might just get too faded, x-rated that's what I like
Glad that you made to this ceremoney at hand
Take a sip let's plan for the future
Introduce you to Snoop get you right and...

[Snoop Dogg:]
May I, kick a little something for G's
And, make a few ends?, as I breeze through
The shit on my hip is a fucking preview
And guess what it lead to

[Chorus:]
If you got drugs in this motherfucker, ohh
Let me see your hands in the air
Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us
So let's get high off something, high of something, high of something
Till your motherfucking brain don't function
High of something, high of something
Ayy, what I supply taking you high?

The Game - Uncle Otis Lyrics

The Game - Uncle Otis Lyrics (Jay-Z Diss)
(Disses Kanye West, Wiz Khalifa Jay-Z, Amber Rose, Marc Anthony)

This shit for my uncle Otis
Here’s a dome shot to this nigga named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but it’s gone
Yo ‘Ye, this nigga aint even wanna put you on
And then he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don’t sell no f-cking Wonton’s
I don’t wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the world? Jayceon
Will Kelly Rowland come and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I invented gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in danger
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I’m Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin’ nada
Lil white bitch better stay in ya place
You call me a nigga, I’ma put the K in ya face
It’s a stick up bitch
(So put your hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it
Call Khaled, tell him F-ck it, I’m on one
I created Tyler, the Creator
Here go courtside seats
You are now watching the greatest
Shades blocking the haters
Stays rocking the layers
The Show Goes On
Til I start aiming the Lasers
And Lupe’ll souffle half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don’t wanna speak about the Rucker
Cause Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
Tryna teach you How To love
How To Love
Marc Anthony too short (bitch)
Look how that nigga look
And I’m 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot Crooks and Castles
All my niggas crooks with castles
Red Nation graduation yeah crooks with tassels
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You wanna hit it, so put ya hands up in the air
(So put your hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it
I got the money up in the rubber band
Don’t run up on me, try to take it from me (boom)
I aint Morris Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call that Fifty
Dre got that Super Bass I just call it Nicki
Working on that Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The Morning?
Better be a quickie
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, Tunechi and Ricky
Waves Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon need more than Novacaine after I shoot ya
Yesterday I went to Coachella not to see Jigga
I went to see Wiz but theres Amber, perfect
I took a seat on the red futon
Hit it with that Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that pussy on my face
and let me taste, a little taste
I’ma eat it up like it’s my last
I’ma I’ma do it different, she aint gettin no cash
You know why? I’m Not A Star
Somebody lied I got a chppper in the car, huh
That aint a lie
(So put your hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

Game - Ain't No Doubt About It Lyrics

Game - Ain't No Doubt About It Lyrics Ft. Justin Timberlake

[Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Pharrell]
I just wanna touch ya, girl
The way you move (The way you move)
Oh you make me love it, yeh
Cuz lady, you cool

That’s the way (That’s the way)
You can move it baby (You can move it baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (To come join our table)
Don’t you worry (Don’t you worry)
Just keep movin' boobs (Keep movin' boobs)
Cuz you’re the star (You’re the star)
Everybody looking at you (Said looking at you)

Ain’t no doubt about it, girl
The way you move. Yeah
Ain’t no doubt about it, hey girl
Baby you cool.

[Verse 1: Game]
G A M E, drop top Bent-a-ley (Bentley)
Gucci belt buckle fresh out of Italy
I’m a baller, literally
Haters are swine flu, you’re killing me
I’m looking down on you from where the ceiling be
Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees
My chick riding shotgun, Billie Jean
Half Belizian half from the Phillipines
Niggas energy, is like they got the heaves
Sick of me think they wanna nine milly me
But they ain’t for rat tat tat-tat tat
My bullets sing like their registered to ASCAP
Need I say more out in Singapore
Everything I do exotic I don’t need to bring a broad
Mr. Red Carpet, I don’t do awards
You want it I done it 5 million on tour, offshore.

[Chorus:]
I just wanna touch ya, girl
The way you move (The way you move)
Oh you make me love it, yeah
Cause lady, you cool!

That’s the way (That’s the way)
You can move it baby (You can move it baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (To come join our table)
Don’t you worry (Don’t you worry)
Just keep movin' boobs (Keep movin' boobs)
Cuz you’re the star (You’re the star)
Everybody looking at you (Said looking at you)

Ain’t no doubt about it, girl
The way you move
Ain’t no doubt about it, hey girl
Baby you cool

[Verse 2: Game]
Yo Pharrell, I’m ri-ri-diculous
So so sick with it
You can call me cancer but I don’t smoke cigarettes
Come through in a ‘rarri same color as licorice
If I ain’t with her my b**ch like “this my nigga’s s**t”
Haters beware, I can see clear
Through the lens on these black Louis Vs yeah
Something ’bout Mary, make me wanna blow up
And B got the dizzy like for me when I show up
Whip game crazy I call it all kinda
you a big fish to swim the piranhas
Used to call me “Dope Game” when I came from Jose
Now I play the Roosevelt and I cop Rose
Niggas be like yo you lease that? No way!
California Slim license plate St. Tropez
Eat at a table full of toupees, lobsters
Been a mobster since the two-way holla

[Chorus:]
I just wanna touch ya, girl
The way you move (The way you move)
Oh you make me love it, yeh
Cuz lady, you cool

That’s the way (That’s the way)
You can move it baby (You can move it baby)
Tell your girls (Tell your girls)
To come join our table (To come join our table)
Don’t you worry (Don’t you worry)
Just keep movin' boobs (Keep movin boobs)
Cuz you’re the star (You’re the star)
Everybody looking at you (Said looking at you)

Ain’t no doubt about it, girl
The way you move
Ain’t no doubt about it, hey girl
Baby you cool