Lirik Lagu The Game - Mac
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
What nigga drop that shitSoldier say K LThese fake ass rap niggaz thought I lost it yetI'm bout to let these old bitch ass niggaz know I got a game in my vein
Verse 1: MacMurda murda I wrote it in braileUncut lyrical dope certified by my scaleThe homicide rapper there'll never be another afterThe Mac's rapture I represent that's what I'm on the map forWho the fuck gonna fuck with the scandalous1 8-7 on these mothafuckin amateurs of rapFeel the wrath of a nigga who bustMakin my clique the shit, bitches wanna discuss?Platonic?, the lyrical killins don't got no motivesIn this, in my vein, ain't no way I can control itWhen this inside of me is as deadly as them niggasYou know the ones who killed them boys and dumped the body in the riverI enter the place, ski mask covered my faceIf they pass me the mic, I'm gonna catch a caseIn this mothafucka ya heard of me?T-T and herb hit the spot?All the niggas I know is Shell Shocked
Chorus: MacI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got it, I got it
Verse 2: MacI was born in it and representedThe sinister words of murder was the sons of bitches who was wit itNever die, my motto, fatigue my sheetBig Wise that's my nigga, Psycho Ward is my cliqueAffiliated with cash, got my foot on the gasTailgatin real fast, through my sun roof my verbal gun shootThem scriptures, paint the picturesWe believe was cops tryin to catch me like receiversScream my name, to all these bitches who be hard to tameMomma said it's a shame, po
Verse 1: MacMurda murda I wrote it in braileUncut lyrical dope certified by my scaleThe homicide rapper there'll never be another afterThe Mac's rapture I represent that's what I'm on the map forWho the fuck gonna fuck with the scandalous1 8-7 on these mothafuckin amateurs of rapFeel the wrath of a nigga who bustMakin my clique the shit, bitches wanna discuss?Platonic?, the lyrical killins don't got no motivesIn this, in my vein, ain't no way I can control itWhen this inside of me is as deadly as them niggasYou know the ones who killed them boys and dumped the body in the riverI enter the place, ski mask covered my faceIf they pass me the mic, I'm gonna catch a caseIn this mothafucka ya heard of me?T-T and herb hit the spot?All the niggas I know is Shell Shocked
Chorus: MacI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got the game in my veinWon't changeI got it, I got it
Verse 2: MacI was born in it and representedThe sinister words of murder was the sons of bitches who was wit itNever die, my motto, fatigue my sheetBig Wise that's my nigga, Psycho Ward is my cliqueAffiliated with cash, got my foot on the gasTailgatin real fast, through my sun roof my verbal gun shootThem scriptures, paint the picturesWe believe was cops tryin to catch me like receiversScream my name, to all these bitches who be hard to tameMomma said it's a shame, po
