Lirik Lagu G.A.M.E. - The Game
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(feat. Young Noble (Outlawz))
[19 second instrumental to open]
[The Game]Live now, die later, flood or clock the shit out of hatersGot niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye" like JadaGet your shit pushed back like Jada's CDI'll put your brains on that Kenwood TVSo you can see hell in 3D, it's right there dogAnd the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dogIf it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dogI'm on the block, white Nike Airs onGucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna knowif 22's on the truck, give me coochie yetBut I come through in the new GS with two, three tecsGot niggaz Harlem Shakin like the new G. DepTryin to read my whole script, but ain't seen the movie yetBetter have that glock stuffed tonightI'm comin through with Young Noble, and we, gon', make, itA block bust tonight
[Chorus 2X: The Game]Getting American Money Easy, all I knowThe Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my doughIt's a West coast knot, watch, let it bang outShots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts
[The Game]Lace your tips, polish your gators, we like odds in VegasYou can't ball? Then it's probably the hatersCan't breathe then it's probably the Desert, if you a gangsta or notI give a fuck dog, bullets is hotAnd every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more painthe more blood drain, he ain't survivin shitAnd your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they knowif they came through everybody in the X-5 is hitRed rag or blue rag, niggaz die for thisThe Game the reason all these niggaz on that "Cali Love" shitCompton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6Fuck you up like one time'll doAnd I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King BoulevardComin hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jawTurn your round trip into a one-way ticketYou can visit, but you can not lie and kick it
[Chorus]
[Young Noble]Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block, you came with a copPointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hotNext to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang outOutlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it outLearn about your whereabouts and we right thereMe and Game have you left right thereN-O-B-L-E, O-U-T-L-A-W-ZWe bubble with ease, and I double my cheeseI got niggaz out in Compton that'll find yo' assI got niggaz out in Jersey, that'll hide yo' assfor a long time if you ever fuckin with mineIt's a thin line dog between the real and the fraudWe killin your squad, my homeboy still in the yardYou the type of motherfucker standin next to the GodThe Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streetsYoung Noble and the homey Game flamin heat, c'mon
[Chorus]
[19 second instrumental to open]
[The Game]Live now, die later, flood or clock the shit out of hatersGot niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye" like JadaGet your shit pushed back like Jada's CDI'll put your brains on that Kenwood TVSo you can see hell in 3D, it's right there dogAnd the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dogIf it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dogI'm on the block, white Nike Airs onGucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna knowif 22's on the truck, give me coochie yetBut I come through in the new GS with two, three tecsGot niggaz Harlem Shakin like the new G. DepTryin to read my whole script, but ain't seen the movie yetBetter have that glock stuffed tonightI'm comin through with Young Noble, and we, gon', make, itA block bust tonight
[Chorus 2X: The Game]Getting American Money Easy, all I knowThe Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my doughIt's a West coast knot, watch, let it bang outShots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts
[The Game]Lace your tips, polish your gators, we like odds in VegasYou can't ball? Then it's probably the hatersCan't breathe then it's probably the Desert, if you a gangsta or notI give a fuck dog, bullets is hotAnd every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more painthe more blood drain, he ain't survivin shitAnd your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they knowif they came through everybody in the X-5 is hitRed rag or blue rag, niggaz die for thisThe Game the reason all these niggaz on that "Cali Love" shitCompton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6Fuck you up like one time'll doAnd I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King BoulevardComin hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jawTurn your round trip into a one-way ticketYou can visit, but you can not lie and kick it
[Chorus]
[Young Noble]Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block, you came with a copPointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hotNext to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang outOutlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it outLearn about your whereabouts and we right thereMe and Game have you left right thereN-O-B-L-E, O-U-T-L-A-W-ZWe bubble with ease, and I double my cheeseI got niggaz out in Compton that'll find yo' assI got niggaz out in Jersey, that'll hide yo' assfor a long time if you ever fuckin with mineIt's a thin line dog between the real and the fraudWe killin your squad, my homeboy still in the yardYou the type of motherfucker standin next to the GodThe Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streetsYoung Noble and the homey Game flamin heat, c'mon
[Chorus]
