Lirik Lagu Scream On Em - The Game
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(feat. Swizz Beatz)
[Swizz Beatz]Yeah... y'all really want this to happen? (Game time!)C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH!
[The Game]Homey it's hard not to kill niggaz; it's like a full time jobnot to pull out the steel and shove it in your grillYoung California got that mass appealI summons the hood, they get up in yo' ass for realKnockout flow, Winky Wright jab for realAnd all you niggaz pussy, need MassengilSee I'm the gun-cocker, one-shotter, lift 'em off the groundChop 'em down, like a cantaloupe, my flow the antidoteSick flow, it's so, motherfuckin six-fo'Your bitch know, hop in the back when you see Swizz hoeDiss that, all you niggaz get up off my dick soI can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slowCocaine, my flow fire, call it propaneEvery nigga know Game, five shots no painAnd that's the reason why I'm shittin on you niggazShut me in the looney bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz
[Chorus: repeat 2X](ARRRRRRRRGH!)This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin West coastHip-hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go!
[The Game]Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up niggaz lay downWhere skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victims of that trey-poundAnd gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftopsJust knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socksWest coast niggaz is back on the mapIf only for now until the next time I body a trackFrom the first clap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crackBring the hearse back, and take a lyrical dirt napI roll with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggazI ain't got time for you fuckin artist niggazBetter shut your trap before you become a target niggaY'all army brats I'm the motherfuckin sargeant niggaBeauty pageant-ass niggaz on the runway(Boyz N The Hood) 'til they see the nigga in that red HyundaiBlow his fuckin back out, cause I'm the rap StackhouseBlack Wall Street bitch, the hip-hop crackhouse, what?
[Chorus]
[The Game]My flow opposite of handsome, it's uglyHip hop tantrum, sick, call the shit cancerOne man show cause I fucked all the dancersLet the critics ask questions, my album be the answerThese niggaz let the rumors sit in they head like tumorsSo I had to take 'em back, to toothbrush on the PumasClean... mean... rappin machineRed rag hangin low in the back of my jeansI black out like February, back out what's necessaryOh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretaryI'm runnin the buildin, don't make me run in the buildinNo this ain't the first time I had my gun in the buildinWalkin past offices I see my son in the buildinLast album on the wall I'm number one in the buildinThey should build me an office up under the buildinMy elevator goin down, I am done in the buildin nigga
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz]We in the motherfuckin buildin manYou ain't got your motherfuckin mind right?You gon' get your mind blown out your motherfuckin mind right niggaIt is what the fuck it is manHow y'all wanna cut the cake?You touch this you get your hands cut off, niggaSwizz Beatz the motherfuckin monsterGame is in the motherfuckin buildinWe could turn this whole motherfuckin world red niggaBitch!
[Swizz Beatz]Yeah... y'all really want this to happen? (Game time!)C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH!
[The Game]Homey it's hard not to kill niggaz; it's like a full time jobnot to pull out the steel and shove it in your grillYoung California got that mass appealI summons the hood, they get up in yo' ass for realKnockout flow, Winky Wright jab for realAnd all you niggaz pussy, need MassengilSee I'm the gun-cocker, one-shotter, lift 'em off the groundChop 'em down, like a cantaloupe, my flow the antidoteSick flow, it's so, motherfuckin six-fo'Your bitch know, hop in the back when you see Swizz hoeDiss that, all you niggaz get up off my dick soI can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slowCocaine, my flow fire, call it propaneEvery nigga know Game, five shots no painAnd that's the reason why I'm shittin on you niggazShut me in the looney bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz
[Chorus: repeat 2X](ARRRRRRRRGH!)This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin West coastHip-hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go!
[The Game]Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up niggaz lay downWhere skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victims of that trey-poundAnd gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftopsJust knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socksWest coast niggaz is back on the mapIf only for now until the next time I body a trackFrom the first clap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crackBring the hearse back, and take a lyrical dirt napI roll with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggazI ain't got time for you fuckin artist niggazBetter shut your trap before you become a target niggaY'all army brats I'm the motherfuckin sargeant niggaBeauty pageant-ass niggaz on the runway(Boyz N The Hood) 'til they see the nigga in that red HyundaiBlow his fuckin back out, cause I'm the rap StackhouseBlack Wall Street bitch, the hip-hop crackhouse, what?
[Chorus]
[The Game]My flow opposite of handsome, it's uglyHip hop tantrum, sick, call the shit cancerOne man show cause I fucked all the dancersLet the critics ask questions, my album be the answerThese niggaz let the rumors sit in they head like tumorsSo I had to take 'em back, to toothbrush on the PumasClean... mean... rappin machineRed rag hangin low in the back of my jeansI black out like February, back out what's necessaryOh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretaryI'm runnin the buildin, don't make me run in the buildinNo this ain't the first time I had my gun in the buildinWalkin past offices I see my son in the buildinLast album on the wall I'm number one in the buildinThey should build me an office up under the buildinMy elevator goin down, I am done in the buildin nigga
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz]We in the motherfuckin buildin manYou ain't got your motherfuckin mind right?You gon' get your mind blown out your motherfuckin mind right niggaIt is what the fuck it is manHow y'all wanna cut the cake?You touch this you get your hands cut off, niggaSwizz Beatz the motherfuckin monsterGame is in the motherfuckin buildinWe could turn this whole motherfuckin world red niggaBitch!
