Lirik Lagu Eat Your Beats Alive (Feat. JT) - The Game
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[JT]Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz mayneSmashin down the block, Charlie O beat in the deckGame, what it do? (What it do?)
[The Game]They love the way a nigga hop them six-fours and shitThe way I, push buttons make them Diablo doors liftThe way I, stick and move, when I'm behind the wheelof that new Escalade with the Foreman grillThe way I, peel back niggaz jerseysIt ain't your life, I'm just not a big fan of James WorthySo wait 'til I see y'all, I'm real surgical with the RugerBut you won't catch my face on E.R.But you might catch them dudes from the ambulanceSquattin on top of ya mans givin 'em each CPRTryin to get 'em to "Breathe Again" like Toni BraxtonTold y'all 'bout comin to Cali, with them phony accentsHollywood got movies, but it ain't no actinSo wear that bling to them awards like it ain't no jackersWe chain snatchers (twenty-fo' seven)
[Chorus: JT]When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats aliveWhen ya come to the lab - eat ya beats aliveFuckin with this cash - eat ya beats aliveCause it's all about math - eat ya beats aliveWhen you're on the West coast - eat ya beats aliveWhen ya come to the lab - eat ya beats aliveAll about this cash - eat ya beats aliveNigga all about math - eat ya beats alive
[The Game]It ain't nuttin to spray you faggotsOr have your moms get you a Burberry suit so you look good in that casketIt's [reversed] you faggots, desperado in tactJune, Drago, The Game and D-Mac (holla)Come through in a grim reaper black CadillacSeven-three, ooh-wee, you see, who heWith the ugliest, flows, money hungriestOh, the kid got hoes, you ain't know?Head is never optional, get my whistle, blizzowCarry pistols, to your Sources and your GrammysOf course it's that nigga that kick down doorsAnd leave rooms filled with corpses, Jordan and bloody Air ForcesTo get my dough I come back like Air JordanSame shot, lil' older, still no nigga can hold himStepped back, sold crack let the Compton streets mold himBig face said I could it, he'll bet you a G
[Chorus]
[JT]See I'm the nigga with the most flowFiggaro from killer Cali, reppin Get Low, niggaz knowIndependent with my hustleCouldn't give a fuck money or muscle it's time to bubbleWest coast is the place where we holdin it downBay area thuggin, they knowin it nowI'm from the home of the Get Low, home of the get doughHome where they want mo' so niggaz get they pistolRun up in yo' back do', lookin for the cheddar cheeseCanary wristwatch on celebritiesDiamond bezelled iced out with hella cheeseAnd every fuckin link is like a masterpieceCatch 'em slippin comin out the Burger KingParkin lot project life, we like to spark a lotBetter known as a bandit, niggaz cain't stand itMy whole block gets hard like granite
[Chorus]
[JT] Nigga
[The Game]They love the way a nigga hop them six-fours and shitThe way I, push buttons make them Diablo doors liftThe way I, stick and move, when I'm behind the wheelof that new Escalade with the Foreman grillThe way I, peel back niggaz jerseysIt ain't your life, I'm just not a big fan of James WorthySo wait 'til I see y'all, I'm real surgical with the RugerBut you won't catch my face on E.R.But you might catch them dudes from the ambulanceSquattin on top of ya mans givin 'em each CPRTryin to get 'em to "Breathe Again" like Toni BraxtonTold y'all 'bout comin to Cali, with them phony accentsHollywood got movies, but it ain't no actinSo wear that bling to them awards like it ain't no jackersWe chain snatchers (twenty-fo' seven)
[Chorus: JT]When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats aliveWhen ya come to the lab - eat ya beats aliveFuckin with this cash - eat ya beats aliveCause it's all about math - eat ya beats aliveWhen you're on the West coast - eat ya beats aliveWhen ya come to the lab - eat ya beats aliveAll about this cash - eat ya beats aliveNigga all about math - eat ya beats alive
[The Game]It ain't nuttin to spray you faggotsOr have your moms get you a Burberry suit so you look good in that casketIt's [reversed] you faggots, desperado in tactJune, Drago, The Game and D-Mac (holla)Come through in a grim reaper black CadillacSeven-three, ooh-wee, you see, who heWith the ugliest, flows, money hungriestOh, the kid got hoes, you ain't know?Head is never optional, get my whistle, blizzowCarry pistols, to your Sources and your GrammysOf course it's that nigga that kick down doorsAnd leave rooms filled with corpses, Jordan and bloody Air ForcesTo get my dough I come back like Air JordanSame shot, lil' older, still no nigga can hold himStepped back, sold crack let the Compton streets mold himBig face said I could it, he'll bet you a G
[Chorus]
[JT]See I'm the nigga with the most flowFiggaro from killer Cali, reppin Get Low, niggaz knowIndependent with my hustleCouldn't give a fuck money or muscle it's time to bubbleWest coast is the place where we holdin it downBay area thuggin, they knowin it nowI'm from the home of the Get Low, home of the get doughHome where they want mo' so niggaz get they pistolRun up in yo' back do', lookin for the cheddar cheeseCanary wristwatch on celebritiesDiamond bezelled iced out with hella cheeseAnd every fuckin link is like a masterpieceCatch 'em slippin comin out the Burger KingParkin lot project life, we like to spark a lotBetter known as a bandit, niggaz cain't stand itMy whole block gets hard like granite
[Chorus]
[JT] Nigga
