Lirik Lagu Change The Game (Remix) - DJ Clue F/ Jay-Z,Daz Dillinger,Kurupt,Beanie Siegal,Memphis Bleek
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[Kurupt] Daz Dillinger[Jay-Z] Talk to 'em[Kurupt] Kurupt young Gotti[Jay-Z] Talk to 'em[Kurupt] Big Jigga nigga, what?
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the D-O double G sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]In the memory of the Notoroious B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]Young Hova in the house, world wide hustlerR-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
.. hold up loveYou know Jigga Man resumé, blow up drugsBlast round, full pound, no mask or glovesFace down on the gravel, have gun will travelOut the blue steel barrel get ya crew killedPerro ass niggaz can't touch I, muh'fucker what's my -- name, Young Hov', gun blow like ACR-O-C (With the D-P-G nigga!!)
[Daz]Hold up (hah) wait a minute andAll my thugs get (get what?) gangsta with it
Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the poundwith Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz ain't feelin us*}
[Kurupt]Deep in and out, out gold DaytonasD cut through with 2-way MotorolasNigga the Dynasty and the Pentagon MOTHERFUCKERHollow tip, stainless teflon MOTHERFUCKERJigga trigger, cock-a-poppa, nigga chest rockawith the chrome chopper, glock'll pop a nigga so quickSaddam Niastra, y'all done stepped in the mudand about to feel ery'thing from the flat footCalicos collective, have you ever seen afour so clean like a brand new ninaMy nigga Daz (Sigel Sigel)Jigga, Memph, in bad-ass ImpalasButt naked bitches and pop collarsThe popular scholar, this is the beginninwith the hollow tips soarin, chrome wheels spinninNever have you ever seen a G like meRollin with the Roc, straight D-P-G
[Chorus]Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] That nigga Daz in the house[Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc D-O-double-G
Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] Young Gotti in the house
[Kurupt]Two-shotty, quick to catch a bodySo put a dick in ya mouth, ya bitch
Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z]Young Hova in the house, world wide hustlerR-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
B-I-G still talkin through the voice of IFor Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-da-da-daNot a Blood or a Crip but I put drugs on the stripPut dubs on the whip, got bigger gunsthan the fuzz on my hip, cock back let it ripWon't stop that 'til the whole clip's gone(click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not forgetcause you got a vest on all I'm aimin is teflon
[Jay-Z and Kurupt]I'm psycho, like no, other motherfuckerAnd this rifle, right for your head motherfucker
[Jay] Young Hova in da house[Daz] Everybody get downRoc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound, nigga tell me how that sound
[Daz Dillinger]Cha-pow, layin all you wack niggaz downBlowed out chromed out, swervin through ya townWhat up? Jigga Man, my nigga KuruptLaid back actin a nut, waitin to 'ruptNo remorse as we bust, let you feel the dustDogg Pound, Roc-A-Fella straight fuckin it upLet it be known; Daz Dillinger, rough to the boneAll alone, roam ya neighborhood high (??)High stylin, profilin, y'all comin after meIn actuality they fake the technicalityDogg Pound Roc-A-Fella that's my familyOn site niggaz died for they salaryWe the gang and we walk like we talkAnd we stalk and we do what we do after darkGet one shot Dillinger Roc La Familia{*Now y'all feelin us! Now y'all feelin us!*}
[Chorus]Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie Sigel]Uh-huh, sick bastardEven mo' sicker ya brain get mo' twisted
Sigel, two Desert Eagle hit you niggaz up quickGot 'em diggin ditches up quickGot you niggaz spittin up cause I'm sickGettin up slow from hits from the fifthLet a row go quick from the clipShit, sit a nigga down quick when I'm pitchin a bitchYou see light then you takin a tripFive hours, spill a clip and make the hammer danceI'll holla, while you holla in the ambulanceSTOP ... it's the Roc nigga R-O-CWith the D-O-G on ya blockFuck the C-O-P's, let me see those treesNo stems, no sticks, no seeds, just breathe
[Memphis Bleek]Relax bitch, don't act bitch, we don't stopIt's the R-O-C, geah who forgotYou never thought Bleek walk on a track beforeHit a switch in a black 6-4 beforeDown on Sunset I run sets, I does thatNiggaz look at me and be like damn I was thatI'm "The Understanding" with my peeps, fuck foesGot a house in the back with a Benz and doughGet cha mind right nigga 'fore you mention meYour click ain't too thorough to mention weDon't matter who we collab' with, nigga it's a classicDogg Pound linked with the Roc could cause trafficWho want rump, get it crunk with meI'm Bleek, you a got a gun wanna dump with me?You catch Bleek in B.K. (or) down in L.A.With my W and E up nigga, who want play?
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]I will not, lose
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the D-O double G sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]In the memory of the Notoroious B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]Young Hova in the house, world wide hustlerR-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
.. hold up loveYou know Jigga Man resumé, blow up drugsBlast round, full pound, no mask or glovesFace down on the gravel, have gun will travelOut the blue steel barrel get ya crew killedPerro ass niggaz can't touch I, muh'fucker what's my -- name, Young Hov', gun blow like ACR-O-C (With the D-P-G nigga!!)
[Daz]Hold up (hah) wait a minute andAll my thugs get (get what?) gangsta with it
Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the poundwith Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz ain't feelin us*}
[Kurupt]Deep in and out, out gold DaytonasD cut through with 2-way MotorolasNigga the Dynasty and the Pentagon MOTHERFUCKERHollow tip, stainless teflon MOTHERFUCKERJigga trigger, cock-a-poppa, nigga chest rockawith the chrome chopper, glock'll pop a nigga so quickSaddam Niastra, y'all done stepped in the mudand about to feel ery'thing from the flat footCalicos collective, have you ever seen afour so clean like a brand new ninaMy nigga Daz (Sigel Sigel)Jigga, Memph, in bad-ass ImpalasButt naked bitches and pop collarsThe popular scholar, this is the beginninwith the hollow tips soarin, chrome wheels spinninNever have you ever seen a G like meRollin with the Roc, straight D-P-G
[Chorus]Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] That nigga Daz in the house[Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc D-O-double-G
Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] Young Gotti in the house
[Kurupt]Two-shotty, quick to catch a bodySo put a dick in ya mouth, ya bitch
Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z]Young Hova in the house, world wide hustlerR-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
B-I-G still talkin through the voice of IFor Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-da-da-daNot a Blood or a Crip but I put drugs on the stripPut dubs on the whip, got bigger gunsthan the fuzz on my hip, cock back let it ripWon't stop that 'til the whole clip's gone(click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not forgetcause you got a vest on all I'm aimin is teflon
[Jay-Z and Kurupt]I'm psycho, like no, other motherfuckerAnd this rifle, right for your head motherfucker
[Jay] Young Hova in da house[Daz] Everybody get downRoc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound, nigga tell me how that sound
[Daz Dillinger]Cha-pow, layin all you wack niggaz downBlowed out chromed out, swervin through ya townWhat up? Jigga Man, my nigga KuruptLaid back actin a nut, waitin to 'ruptNo remorse as we bust, let you feel the dustDogg Pound, Roc-A-Fella straight fuckin it upLet it be known; Daz Dillinger, rough to the boneAll alone, roam ya neighborhood high (??)High stylin, profilin, y'all comin after meIn actuality they fake the technicalityDogg Pound Roc-A-Fella that's my familyOn site niggaz died for they salaryWe the gang and we walk like we talkAnd we stalk and we do what we do after darkGet one shot Dillinger Roc La Familia{*Now y'all feelin us! Now y'all feelin us!*}
[Chorus]Don't change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed
[Jay] Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie Sigel]Uh-huh, sick bastardEven mo' sicker ya brain get mo' twisted
Sigel, two Desert Eagle hit you niggaz up quickGot 'em diggin ditches up quickGot you niggaz spittin up cause I'm sickGettin up slow from hits from the fifthLet a row go quick from the clipShit, sit a nigga down quick when I'm pitchin a bitchYou see light then you takin a tripFive hours, spill a clip and make the hammer danceI'll holla, while you holla in the ambulanceSTOP ... it's the Roc nigga R-O-CWith the D-O-G on ya blockFuck the C-O-P's, let me see those treesNo stems, no sticks, no seeds, just breathe
[Memphis Bleek]Relax bitch, don't act bitch, we don't stopIt's the R-O-C, geah who forgotYou never thought Bleek walk on a track beforeHit a switch in a black 6-4 beforeDown on Sunset I run sets, I does thatNiggaz look at me and be like damn I was thatI'm "The Understanding" with my peeps, fuck foesGot a house in the back with a Benz and doughGet cha mind right nigga 'fore you mention meYour click ain't too thorough to mention weDon't matter who we collab' with, nigga it's a classicDogg Pound linked with the Roc could cause trafficWho want rump, get it crunk with meI'm Bleek, you a got a gun wanna dump with me?You catch Bleek in B.K. (or) down in L.A.With my W and E up nigga, who want play?
[Kurupt *sung*]Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga soWhen you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
[Jay-Z]I will not, lose
